Nerdfighters!

Thoughts on Dating

2010-04-21T17:55:00.000-07:00

You see, I don't want to date. I don't care if other people do. I mean, my best friend is dating an atheist. But I'm saving myself for my future husband. I think that friendship is the way to go. I'm not saying that I'll never like anyone, because I have, but I'm saying that I wouldn't date them. I think that you should always start out with a friendship and go places as friends. And if both of you end up falling in love and work well together, you should call them your boyfriend/girlfriend, then move on to marriage. Even if you don't call them your boyfriend or girlfriend, it still works the same way. God has created someone who is perfect for me, someone who will love me unconditionally. We will find each other eventually. That doesn't mean I don't have to look. But I don't have to look by dating. Again, the friendship thing comes into play. You may be thinking, "What kind if crap is this?" but it's the way I think. Also, if we are called to dedicate our lives and hearts to God, why would we be giving it to other people and focusing on less important relationships? "No more dating, I'm just waiting. God is writing my love story." That's from the song Average Girl by BarlowGirl. I love it. Why waste your time chasing after boys who will only break your heart when you can turn to God? As my youth pastor once said, "Stop giving away pieces of your heart away to every guy you come to. When Jesus goes to present it to the man you were made for, don't make him go empty-handed." Those words are so true. Save your heart and body for your husband. If you give your heart to every guy, only to have it crushed and ripped every time, it will end up damaged so badly that you may not know who you are meant for. Don't let that happen. Don't cause someone else to be eternally lonely, too.

On a related note, I saw a video of a skit the other day. It made me cry. It made me realise that God *doesn't* make junk. We are beautiful because of Him. Satan is lying to us, trying to pull us down, by convincing us that we're not good enough. I've spent so much of my life with low self-esteem (as you know if you've read most of more recent blogs) and I'm sick of it. I want to cast it away, but at the same time I'm afraid to let go. I can't explain why. We cling to our sin and pain, but I don't know the reason. I want to let go, to lay down my life to the Lord. I want to love everyone, despite their own hatred. I thrive off making others happy. It's the only time when I truly love my whole self. Maybe that's not a good thing, but I love that my main purpose in life is to try and make others happy. It makes me feel really good. That was a bit off topic, but I don't care.

Mission: Happy Blog

2010-03-28T15:14:00.000-07:00

That annoying little girl I call my best friend decided I needed to blog about happiness. Or she would eat me. So, here I am, blogging for the first time in a while. Sometimes I love life. Last night was not one of those times. No particular reason. So here is why life can be amazing:

God. I don't know where I would be without my relationship with Him or Jesus. The church I go to on Friday nights is one of the best places on this planet. The people are awesome and the music and message. I love it.
The internet. The online community is absolutely wonderful. I'm friends with people quite a lot older than me, people who I don't know if I would have talked to in real life. That's brilliant.
Friends. I may not have many, but I do love the ones I have.

Music. Music is my life. I play piano and cello and sing. I am always singing, humming, tapping a beat or listening to music. Always.

There's not really anything else that makes me really happy. I guess it's just the simple things. She also wants me to make a list of twenty things I love about myself. Do you know how hard that is? Well, here it goes... *grumbles*

I'm really good at math.
I'm a freakish nerd.
My hair is crazy.
I've become such a better Christian lately.
I have natural musical talent.
I have awesome friends.
I'm almost ginger.
I watch Doctor Who.
I give pretty good hugs.
I got a 28 on the ACT in 7th grade.
I have problems with talking bad about people, unless I'm talking about how wicked their actions are.
My score on the English portion of the ACT was 34, almost perfect.
I own a Star Trek shirt.
I know all of the lyrics to This Is Never Gonna End by The Parselmouths.
I don't look too bad in skinny jeans.
I'm my own person and try not to conform.
I'm short. :D
I'm wearing a shirt that makes my boobs look big. (Can you tell I'm running out of things to say?)
I wear a lot of purple.
My iTunes has everything from Underøth to Rascal Flatts. From Skillet to Mozart.

Ah. The return of the emo blog...

2010-02-16T18:42:00.000-08:00

I've been reading a lot of Postsecret the past few days, and it always makes me really depressed because I manage to forget how I feel until someone else says something that hits home. I'm the type of person who hides away behind a mask of happiness and confidence, when I have extremely low self esteem, to the point where I can barely tell if I am truly happy. I tell people that they are beautiful no matter what, but I'm the one person that I can't imagine that being true about. I'm such a hypocrite. I feel like I can't talk to anyone, though, because everyone is far too amazing to feel as insecure and unloved as I do. It's easier for me to talk to complete strangers about how I feel than my best friend, simply because she is so beautiful and amazing that I don't know how she could possibly relate. Sometimes I wish that I could go back to that time when I was younger and didn't give a crap about what everyone thought. I was so happy back then. Back when my biggest fear was something trivial and unlikely to happen, instead of this constant fear that I will end up completely alone, abandoned by my friends and family, never having been loved, and everyone growing tired and bored of me. I just wanted to get this out, and I have a hard time talking about it. Blogging feels so indirect, but so personal at the same time. It's perfect for this type of thing. I want people to know, but I can't tell them.

I miss yesterday...

2010-01-23T14:01:00.000-08:00

Yesterday Kayla, Morgan and I went to the mall and bought Blood Pops (98 cents a bag!) and ran around not buying anything else, just having fun. Then Kayla and I continued on to a youth group/worship thing called Ignited 12:21 at her friend's church. They started out with wheelchair dodge ball,which isn't really in wheelchairs, and then progressed on to a game called Onion. A person sits in the middle of a circle of people with their arms linked. Then another circle forms around them, then another. Well, the number of layers depends on the amount of people. The other team has numbers and whenever a particular number is called the people with that number run and try to peel the onion. You have to link arms very tightly so that you don't get pulled away. It really fun, but my arms are sore now. Also, Ted from With Open Eyes was in front of me and leaning on me half of the time we played that game. I tried not to smell his hair, but then gave in and it smelled quite good. When they become famous I'll be able to say, "Well, I smelled Ted's hair before they were famous and it smelled good." ^-^ It would be interesting to see people's reactions to that.

     Now, about the more religious part. The beginning of it was the youth leader reading about how God wants all of your heart, not just the part you're not ashamed to show and how you have nothing to hide from God and whatever is going wrong needs to be told, anyway, because we can't handle it on our own. I got teary and almost started crying, just because I've had self-esteem issues for a while and I've not been able to fix them on my own. We ended up spreading out across the room and praying, during which I really started crying for several reasons. As I mentioned, I have low self esteem and both my dad and grandmother are dealing with cancer. My dad's is very minor prostate cancer and should be fixed by a surgery, but I'm scared that it won't be and maybe he'll be pat of that tiny percentage that doesn't survive. I'm not sure what I'd do without my dad. My grandmother has breast cancer, which I know also has I high survival rate, but my fears are the same for her. We were told to stand up and be free after we had let everything out. It was beautiful. We came back to the front after everyone was done praying and worshiped with music a little bit more. Then the youth leader got into how God's love is like a father's love, but even stronger. He then asked everyone who had never really had a father's love to come to the front. Because of this I had to back up and stop hugging Kaitlyn, who'd I'd now like to consider my friend. He got his children to come on stage and hugged them. He was crying and they were crying and everyone was crying, except maybe some guys. Males tend to cry less then females.
     A bit later, after all of the crying and hugging of crying people, one boy shared a dream he'd had about how a man was walking to an alter with a war going on between angels and demons above him and every time someone came up and touched him, praying, another angel was added to the battle and eventually the demons were defeated. We then went around telling our friends we loved them and even some people we didn't know. Then came the two biggest group hugs I've ever been in. It was amazing and I hope to join that youth group someday soon.

     So, up until a little while ago I was sitting on my bed drinking water out of my Boylan bottle, eating a blood pop, and listening to With Open Eyes. I am still listening to them. Obviously, I miss yesterday a bit too much. I should be going on the 12th and there's no way I am missing out on the 19th (there's a man flying in from Cheffield, England and WOE is playing!), even if that means I have to force my grandfather to not want us to go to dinner with his for his birthday until the next day.

Unsexy: People that don't believe in the love and grace of Jesus Christ, but I've nothing against you if you don't. =)
Sexy: Christian/Hardcore/Experimental bands (as WOE is discribed on their Myspace)

In Which the Subject Changes, Then Goes Back, Then Goes Back to the Second Subject

2009-12-10T21:49:00.000-08:00

So, the Deathly Hallows trailer came out a few days ago, and I'm really scared. I don't want this to be over. I'm scared that the fandom won't be as large or awesome by the time I really get to be a part of it. At the moment, my part in the fandom is watching YouTube videos, reading blogs (not lately), and stalking people on Twitter. I want to start making videos and go to WRock concerts, and go to cons. I'm afraid that when I finally do, people will have forgotten a bit about Harry. There's a chance that I'll be going to LeakyCon 2011, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I'll be that one girl who can't even make friends among other nerds. That I'll just be that fat, ugly, wierd little girl standing in the corner humming the harmony to what little WRock she knows. I don't have the money to buy CDs (my mum won't buy them for me and I'm a bit too young for a job...), so I don't know or own as much music as I would like to. I'll be that dork that everyone just looks at and raises their eyebrows, because she is so awkward and odd. I don't want that to happen. I was born too late, so that I'm a good 10 years younger than a lot of the more popular fans, and I didn't really become part of the fandom until about January of this year, but I did watch alwayspureblood for a while, until I became a bit too obsessed with Terminus and stumbled across italktosnakes. It all developed from there. I'm not sure if the people in the fandom would like me. Yeah, so I do have HP-loving friends, but only about five (and three of them I don't talk to as much), and they're my ONLY FRIENDS. So, as you can tell, I'm pretty socially awkward. My best friend, Kayla, (I say that like she's not the only one that reads this) doesn't get why I can't just walk up to the guy I like and start conversation with him. I'm too afraid that he will think I'm a freak and avoid me at all costs. And I'm not good at talking to people about things other than Harry Potter, Doctor Who, YouTube, and music, so that limits what I could talk about. *Sigh* I used to be able to talk about anything, but now it's like my mind has run out of interesting topics. I used to have a lot of friends. How did this go from "I'll miss Harry Potter" to "I'm lame and have no friends?" You know you're writing a blog past midnight when...

Trying to Live Like Luna

2009-12-01T18:48:00.000-08:00

For a while now, I've been one of those girls who could never live up to the expectations of this world, and then tries to anyway, getting really upset when I can't. For a while now, I've been extremely self-conscious of my appearance, and tried to fit in, even though I'm fat and have frizzy hair and acne and could never fit in. For a while now, I've cared far too much what everyone else thinks. This is going to stop. I think it's time to start living like Luna Lovegood. It's time to just be myself and not care what everyone else thinks. It's time to be that loyal friend that you love, even if you are her only friend. From now on I am going to dress how I want and not go around wearing Aeropostale shirts becuase that's what is "cool," and simply dress in what is comfortable and in what I like. From now on I am going to hum "A Song About Acne" and not care who stares. Well, maybe not from now on, only because I can't get a new mindset overnight. I have to work towards it.
Before, I lived on songs like this, this, and this, just because they helped me get through the day without breaking down. Now I am going to live those songs. I used to feel like this, but now I am going to try to think more like this. I don't think I'll ever stop thinking that someone is better than me, but I'll just put that out of my head. Now, only the people who can like me no matter how nerdy and unnatractive I am will be the people I like. Only the tolerant people. And I'm going to remember that, no matter how obnoxious and ugly I am, God and my true friends will always love me. I'll still wear make up and dress in cute(ish) clothes, but it will no longer be my top priority. Now, the only person I am going to try to please is myself. As long as I stay a good person, there is no reason to feel bad about myself. From now on, this video will be my inspiration. I will love every minute of being myself.

Surviving Mosh Pits

2009-11-14T00:50:00.000-08:00

EDIT!!!!!!!! When I said "which I did not take part in* I was only referring to the throw downs. I did do the rest.

So, I'm at Kayla's house, and we went to this really awesome Christian rock concert. With Open Eyes, Shine Bright Baby, and Whispers Among the Chaos played. There was a bit of moshing, a chain, thrashing and throw downs (which I did not take part in), and much much headbanging. It was amazing. I suggest you all go to a concert where at least one of the sets has some screaming. Christians can rock out more than most people, despite what you may think. We are hardcore. The mosh pit was fun, but slightly painful. There was a lot of pushing and falling. AMAZING. All of the bands were amazing. I suggest you check all of them out (except for Whispers among the Chaos, as I couldn't find a link). If you have never been to a real rock concert, then you need to get your butt over to one in the next few months. It was the most fun I've had in a while.

Just because Kayla is not the only one that can include those "you had to be there" conversations, here's a conversation that happened on my calculator in English.

"IM GONNA KILL YOU"
"THANKS, PIANO MAN" (no, I did not call him piano man)
"IM GONNA EAT YOU"
"IM GOING TO KILL YOU WITH MEDIEVAL TORTURE"
"IM GONNA KILL YOU WITH MIDDLE AGES TORTURE"
"IMA RIP YO BRACES OFF"
"OK YOU WIN"
That was completely irrelevant and not funny unless you were one of the two of us, but I felt the need to include it.

Sexy: Mosh pits and headbanging
Unsexy: The injuries and horrible hair that followed.

Harry Potter Survey

2009-11-11T16:01:00.000-08:00

General
Are you obsessed with Harry Potter?
Of course. And all of the people in the fandom.
Could You Prove That Statement In Court?
Definitely. I have proof.
Do You Know Any Of The Characters Middle Name’s?
No! *is sarcastic*
What’s Hermione’s?
Jean
What’s Ron’s?
Bilius
What’s Harry’s?
James
What’s Ginny’s?
Molly
Have You Seen All The Movies?
Si, amigo.
Read All The Books?
*smacks head* What kind of question is that? OF COURSE I HAVE!
What Do You Think Of JKR?
She pretty near the top of my long list of role models and she created my life.

Favorites
Weasley?
Arthur. He's extremely quirky and sweet.
Character, Overall?
Dumbeldore or Luna. It's a tie.
Female Character?
Luna Lovegood

Male Charcter?
Sirius. I have a little crush on him.
Group Of Characters?
Dumbledore's Army.
Adult?
Sirius.
Professor?
Snape. Don't judge me.
Ship?
Dramione all the way.
Spell?
Expecto Patronum.

Sweet?
Blood Pops. Those things are nommy
Place?
The Burrow
Weasley Twin?
Fred.
Product?
Wands.

Shop?
Weasley Wizard Wheezes

Least Favorites
Weasley?
Percy
Character, Overall?
Umbridge
Female?
Umbrudge
Male?
Peter Pettigrew
Adult?
Umbridge
Student?
Pansy Parkinson
Spell?
Avada Kadavra. I don't approve of killing.
Book?
The first time I read them I didn't like CoS as much as the rest...
Ship?
Pansy/anyone. I don't like her.
Sweet?
Cockroach Clusters.
Death Eater?
Barty Crouch Junior. Especially since David Tennant plays him and I can't view him as a bad guy.

Shop?
Borgan and Burkes. (is that how you spell it?)
Place
Knockturn Alley.

Professor?
Umbridge.

Couples? What Do You Think?
Ron/Hermione?
It's canon and I thinks it's sweet.
Harry/Hermione?
No. Just no.
Harry/Ginny?
Eh. Okay.
Harry/Luna?
I think it's cute, but I prefer Neville/Luna
Harry/Pansy?
NO NO NO NO
Ron/Lavander?
No. I don't like her and Hermione gets all depressed when that happens.
Ron/Luna?
Eh...
Ron/Pansy?
Didn't I already say PANSY GETS NO ONE!
Ron/Fleur?
Um. No.
Hermione/Krum?
They were cute.
Hermione/Draco?
A MILLION TIMES YES!!!!!!!!!!
Hermione/FredORGeorge?
Maybe...
James/Lily?
Yes, but I don't like teenage James much.
Lily/Snape?
YES!!!!!!! (click the link)
Lily/Sirius?
Not really.
Lily/Lupin?
Maybe.
Tonks/Lupin?
Of course
Draco/Pansy?
NO! I THOUGHT WE ALREADY ESTABLISHED THIS!
Fred/Angelina?
No. George is with Angelina and Fred is dead, so I don't think it would work...
Bill/Fleur?
Not really, but it's canon, so...
Harry/Cho?
NO NO NO NO NO! I don't like her.
This Or That?
Harry or Ron?
Harry. Ron gets on my nerves more than Harry does.
Hermione or Ginny?
Hermione.
Neville or Seamus?
Neville. Ima marry me some Neville.
Snape or Slughorn?
Snape.
Fred Or George?
Fred
Harry/Ginny or Harry/Hermione?
Harry/Ginny
Ron/Hermione or Harry/Hermione
Ron/Hermione

Harry/Hermione or Harry/Luna?
Harry/Luna
Ron/Hermione or Ron/Luna?
Ron/Hermione
Hermione/Krum or Harry/Hermione?
Hermione/Krum
Ron/Lavander or Ron/Hermione?
Ron/Hermione
ButterBeer or Fire Whiskey?
Butterbeer
Zonko’s or Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes?
Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.
Hog’s Head Or The Three Broomsticks?
The Three Broomsticks.
James/Lily or Snape/Lily?
Snape/Lily
Hogwarts or Hogsmeade?
Hogwarts.
Hogsmeade Or Diagon Alley?
Diagon Alley.
Malfoy Manor or Knockturn Alley?
Malfoy Manor.
Beartie Bott’s or Fizzing Whizbees?
Bertie Bott's
Witch Weekly Or The Daily Prophet?
Witch Weekly?
Rita Skeeter or Barty Crouch?
Barty Crouch. He's dead, so he wouldn't be much of a bother.
Gyrffindor or Ravenclaw?
Gryffindor.

Random
Have you Been to A Release Party?
No. =(
Ever cried while reading one of the books?
Yes. A lot
A Movie?
Not much, but yes

Books or Movies?
Definitely books.
Had A Dream About Harry Potter?
A few times
Been To A Fansite?
Yup
Been to JKR’s Site?
Been on her site since before I was really part of the fandom.
Have You Ever Roleplayed?
Uh huh.
If So/Do..Who were you/ are you?
Bellatrix.
Did you use to have an absurd theory?
Erm... probably.
What was it?
I don't remember...
Did you/Do you hide your obbsession?
No. I EMBRACE IT!
Did it/ Does it work?
Of course embracing it works.
Ever dressed up like a Character? For Halloween or Just No Reason at all?
Yes.
Ever noticed That You can’t “Spell Hermione without Ron”?
Nope.
Did you just try to prove that wrong?
Actually, yes.
Notice That If Harry&Hermione Got Married They’d Have EXACT Same Intials?
Yes. Then I realized that Hermione's initials would become HGP or HJGP after she got married...
Did you just try to prove that wrong?
Well, I guess in a way.
Have you noticed That Lily Evans And Ginny Weasley are alot alike?
Yes.
Do you find it wierd that Harry & His Dad Fell In Love With Girls So ALike?
Not at all.
Do you know what fanfiction is?
Yeah...
Ever Been To A Fanfiction site?
Yes.
Do you read fanfiction?
Yep.
If so, do you like it?
yes. The good ones that aren't too OoC
Are you a member of a fanfiction site?
Yeah
What site?
http://www.fanfiction.net

Do you write fanfiction?
Not much.
Do you like to write fanfiction?
yes, but I hardly ever do.
Ever had Harry Potter Candy?
Yep. Nommy.
Do you own a lot of Harry Potter Stuff?
Eh. Not really.
Do you have Harry Potter Scene It?
No. =(
Do You Have A Harry Potter Shirt?
2 and one homemade shirt.
What Character Are You Most Often Compared Too?
Bellatrix, though I like to think I'm a bit like Luna.
Do You Agree With This?
I do have insane hair.
Do You Have Any Nicknames That Have To Do With Harry Potter?
Yup.
What Are They?
Bella and Harry Potter nerd
Do you object to being Called By them?
Not at all.
Are Your friends Supportive of your obsession?
The ones that share it. The others think I'm crazy (which I am)
Do you have any inside jokes that relate to Harry Potter?
Oh yes. A lot.
What’s One?(You don’t have to explain)
Your hair is so magical. That was Kayla's, but I'll keep it because it's my favorite.
Do you relate a lot of things to Harry Potter?
Everything finds some way to relate to Harry Potter.
Do you love being obsessed With Harry Potter?
I don't reckon I would be obsessed if I didn't like being obsessed.
Do you wish that you went to Hogwarts?
Yes. Tons.
Have you re-read the books?
Yes. Many times over.
Have you had A Harry Potter Themed Party?
Some day in the near future.
Have You Had An RP Party?
No.
Do You Want To?
Maybe.
Have you ever read a Harry Potter Musical?
No, but I've watched one.

Have You Ever Wrote One?
No, and you mean written, am I correct?
Do You Want To?
Not really.
Have you ever entered A Contest TO Win Something Harry Potter?
Yep
If You Wrote A Hogwarts Musical Would You Let People Read it
No.
Are You Going To Write One?
No
IS The Musical Thing Annoying You?
Not really.

Am I more annoying than Rita Skeeter?
If you were this would have ended long ago.

If I Were in The Hunger Games...

2009-10-20T15:04:00.000-07:00

I would convince every good perrson that wasn't suicidal to team up with me and then we would fight the Capitol by protecting eachother and sharing resources. Then either we would all win, or only one of us would, but either way the person who won wouldn't have done it by murdering everyone in sight. That would make the Capitol the maddest and would spark hope in the rebel that if they all come together they can overthrow the Capitol and be happy. That is all. Oh, and to let you know, the later at night I post my blogs the more emo they get.

FEELINGS

2009-10-16T20:10:00.000-07:00

I feel like letting my feelings out on a number of topics, becuase, really, the only people who read this are Kayla and maybe one other person I've never met. I'm not one YouTube. I don't sing in a Wrock band. I'm just that random girl who isn't popular and never will be, even amogst those who are nerds like me. I'll always be that dork standing in the corner and shoving my way into a group that has at least one person that is friendly to me. It's always been that way. I'm not pretty. I *can't* be pretty. I can straighten my hair and wear tons of make up and go on a diet and wear only Aeropostale clothes, or whatever, but I'll still be a dork. I don't have social skills. Even the people that do accept me leave me out, only talking to me every once-and-a-while. I think that I have amazing friends. I love them. But I think that in the end they'll all get tired of me and start drifting away. The girl that was my best friend until I moved had already started slipping away even before I moved. And afterwards, there was no hope that we would ever really be close again. She's now one of the "popular" kids at her school and has a constant flow of boyfriens, where as I've never had a guy like me in my life. It's kind of depressing. Sometimes I just have to cry. Atheists confuse me. I know that if I didn't believe God was there, I wouldn't last more than the next few months. Sometimes I still feel as if I've been abandoned. The guy I like is one of the "popular" people. He used to be really good friends with Kayla, so I know that he's really an amazing person, but he can be a total jerk. Even though he is one, everytime he smiles I can't help but smile, too. It's involuntary. I just really like his smile. There are other people that I think I *could* like. I like them enough and they actually talk to me, but it's not the same. I tend to talk too much and get really annoying, so maybe I'll start keeping my mouth shut and only answering direct questions from everyone but the few people I really trust. A few people have told me I'm funny, but I don't think I am. Keep in mind that two of these people are my little siblings who are easily amused. Someday I want to gather all of my "friends" and my real ones, too, and tell them to put an "x" on a peice of paper if they've ever said something about me that they wouldn't want me to know they said. I bet at least half of them would put an "x" if they were truthful. The only way I can think of to be accepted is to change who I am completely. I don't want to do that. I want to be more like Kayla, whom people just seem to love. I want to be thin and pretty. But I know that won't happen. I could go a week without eating more than 200 calories a day and only lose one pound or so. So a diet definitely wouldn't do anything. I could go for fat, ugly guys, but I don't like any of them. Even if I was surrounded by Nerdfighters, I wouldn't make friends with more than a few. They would all go towards Kayla or someone more popular, like Kara. As you may be able to tell, I am a little jealous of a lot of people. And I'm not even that nice of a person. I have a really bad temper and get annoyed easily. Maybe that contirbutes to people not liking me. I don't know. I don't want to talk about it anymore.

So, in good news, my friend and I made up a good name for a Wrock band. No Post on Sundays. I don't know why I love it that much. Also, there is a slight possibility that I might see Kayla tomorrow, but it's unlikely. I finished The Hunger Games around one last night/this morning. It was so good, but I don't even know what was so addictive about it. It just was. I convinced my mom to buy me Catching Fire (which I didn't think I stood a chance of doing) in exchange for me doing a whole lot of cleaning tomorrow. Oh, the things I do for books.

Sexy: Nerd boys who love to read, especially if it's Harry Potter they love to read.
Unsexy: Me, but you probably already knew that. =P

This Explains Why I Am Not Fond of Hermione's Parents

2009-10-12T20:09:00.000-07:00

Ok. I know I haven't posted in so long, but I have semi-acceptible excuses. So, again, I have been absent from the internet. Lets just say that the only internet things I've been doing lately are email and tweeting via my phone. Yeah. And yesterday, Saturday, and friday I watched some Doctor Who and A Very Potter Musical. I feel ashamed to admit that with my bussiness doing stuff (none of it was very important) I never got past the first few videos of it when they first posted it. But now I am a few videos into AVPM and I'm in the middle of the first episode of Series 3 of Doctor Who. I love Doctor Who, but something has been bothering me. So, one day, Rose gets sucked into this void thingy and is living in the alternate universe with her mum, dad, and Mickey (and the Doctor's clone guy thing, but that hasn't happened yet, so...) and she can never get back to the world with the Doctor and he can never see her again. Well, way of in Series four (I think) The Doctor meets one of his future companions. Ok, I hate writing and reading in present tense, so that's over. That companion girl has his sonic screwdriver. The Doctor said that's the ultimate sign of love from him, or something. That's what bothers me. There are two possibilities. One: The Doctor manages to die so quickly that he has no time to regenerate and she takes the screwdriver from him. Two: He never really loved Rose and this girl replaced her and made him forget about her. I would like to think that the former is true, though I hate the idea of the Doctor dying, simply because I don't like that girl and The Doctor is only allowed to be with Rose. The latter of the possibilities is the most likely, though. This one puts the viewer into a kind of anti-Doctor position, but I still love him and he will come from Gallifrey and we will marry. Just kidding. I'm not stupid enough to believe that a Time Lord would ever be content with someone that would age and die before him; it would hurt too much. But if you think about it, how many of the companions has he probably told he loved? I don't know the answer, but I'm guessing most of them. Maybe he loved Rose a bit more, but he didn't give her the screwdriver, so he couldn't have loved her as much as they want us to believe. Enough of this pessimism. hghhgh. I was trying to see what would come up if I hit my head on the keyboard. I think my forehead likes Hayley Hoover. A lot. It typed her initials... twice.

So, in happier news, I saw my best friend, Kayla, today. Saying that is kind of pointless, becuase she's probably the only one who reads this, but ah well. I shall write as if I had readers, anyway. We looked at stuff in Hot Topic and Rue21 for a while, me loudly gagging whenever I saw anything Twilight. I hope no Twi-tards were in there. They might come and kill me while I'm sleeping, but like Edward would. Then we went to Panera Bread where Kayla complained about the bread in her bread bowl being soggy with soup. Crazy girl. Then we went to Books-a-Million and I left Nerdfighter notes in a copy each of Paper Towns, Looking for Alaska, Let it Snow, and An Abundance of Katherines. I only had four notes. *shrugs* It made me feel pretty dang awesome, which I am because I am made of Awesome. If I were to go to Hogwarts, I would be sorted into the House of Awesome along with all the other Nerdfighters and we could fangirl the more popular Nerdfighters and be awesome with all of them.

After having fun with Kayla, I had to go to the Dentist, which inevitably means me opening my mouth, the dentist telling me to open it wider, and me not being able to open it wider because my mouth is tiny. Not cool. I was on FML while I was wainting for the other dentist lady to get in there. I like that website. Lot's of love and goodbye!

I almost forgot Sexy/Unsexy!
Sexy: Draco Malfoy in AVPM. Not the actress, but the character. I love how every time he enters a room he starts rolling on the floor, chairs, and table.
Unsexy: The fact that I must get up at six tomorrow. I hate school.

Book of Blood

2009-09-25T19:53:00.000-07:00

Ummm. I have excuses. I have barely been on the internet the past few weeks, and when I am my priorities are email, then twitter, youtube, then blogspot. Im sorry. I usually never even get through Twitter before my mum yells at me to get off. In the past I have thought of things to say, but they never made it here. So, my head will just turn into this blog. It won't be long. It won't be deep. So don't be disappointed.

I love Charlie (Charlieissocoollike). Seriously. If I ever met him I would flip out and try to ignore him and then he would be scared of me because having a twelve-year-old crush on you when you are 18 is not appealing. Oh well. I do like someone "real" but he might as well be on the internet. I have NO chance with him at all. Not that I have a chance with any guy, but he is waaaaaay out of my league. He is "popular" and only dates "popular" girls, which I am DEFINITELY not. Gah. I dislike life. Not really, living is cool, but I don't know. I wish it was easier. I wish the guy that I am meant to be with was just there, for me to meet and love, and him to love me back. But that won't happen. =(

So, last night I watched a movie called Clive Barker's Book of Blood. I watched it because the British sexiness that is Jonas Armstrong plays the main character. If you want to save your stomache then DO NOT WATCH IT! I turned my head to the couch at really gross parts and I still felt nautious at certain points. The Mary lady is insane and evil. I will spoil it only because you should never watch it and so I won't feel bad. I won't talk about the begining because I don't care about that part. Except for this one part where this girl's face got ripped off. That was awful. *pukes* So the dead wanted to get their message across, so they literally cut it on Simon (Jonas Armstrong). The evil Mary woman decied that they should "listen" to the ghosts and decied to offer up Simon to them. So she would strip and set him up every night (I think it was every night; they didn't say) and the dead would come and cut him. Then she would read him and wrote books about it. She got rich off of his pain. WTF??? He managed to escape and some guy that worked for Mary captured him. Simon begged to die quickly, so the man cut his throat. Then they skinned his dead body and put it in a breifcase so that they could preserve the "book". The man drowned at one point in imaginary blood (one minute he was drowning in it and the next he was dead on the dry floor). At the end Mary held up Simon's skin and the ghosts were still writing on it. I thought they were going to be like, "Oh. He's dead. Let's go cut that Mary woman instead!" But they didn't. Oh well. The only thing I liked was when Simon was yelling and my mind was screaming "OMG THAT IS SO ROBIN HOOD!!!!!!!!" LOL. So the moral of the story is don't watch a movie just because one of your favorite actors is in it. Ok? Because it might make you sick.

Sexy: British guys. I think I have a Katherines thing going on, just with British guys. They are just bettter than these stupid Americans. Even the guy I liked way back in fifth grade had British parents, even though he was born here.

Unsexy: Gross movies. bleh. I made the color the closest to blood I could find.

I Think About the Hidden Feelings of Characters Way Too Much

2009-09-06T21:43:00.000-07:00

Yeah. I was really whiny yesterday, then I was talking about how awesome my friends are, then I was talking about the feelings of Doctor Who characters. And about yesterday's sexy, I like the Tenth Doctor best, but I think that the Ninth and Rose had a special romantic connection that she doesn't share with the Tenth. He loves her in a different way in that form. He loves her in the way that he would do anything to save her, but it's just not the same. I love it how main characters in television shows have someone they love, romantically or not, die or almost die and they would destroy everything in their path to get revenge or save them. Time for a little Robin Hood. In one episode Marian was so close to death that she appeared to be dead.   Robin, who usually refrians from killing, was ruthless and brutal, not really caring. Of course then he finds out that Marian is alive. In the episode "The Idiot's Lantern" of Doctor Who Rose gets her memory, soul, and face wiped. The Doctor got so mad and said, "There is no power on this earth that can stop me." I thought that was nice. I don't know why, but I just love it when people show their real feelings when the one they secretly love is in danger. So romantic.

     Enough talk about television and feelings (incedentally, that episode was about television). I've got a cello now. It's so pretty, but I have no room in my room to practice. I need to rearrange my furniture or something. Also, I am thinking of becoming a vegetarian, but Kayla hasn't told me wheather or not this is a good idea. One of the only things I'm not sure I can go without is Taco Bell. I really like Taco Bell and their tacos. Oh well. Even if I did try I probably wouldn't stick with it for more than a month or two.

     I haven't liked any backpacks I've seen, and the American Eagle bag that I've been using lately really hurts my shoulder after a while, so I decided to make my own backpack, kind of. It was my mom's idea. She suggested buying a plain black backpack and painting, so I did and decided to splatter paint it. That was so fun! My brother and sister kept trying to do it and messed up, so I made them leave. It's so pretty and mathes my belt. =) So that's all I really have to say. Bye.

Sexy: This song. It is so pretty.
Unsexy: The fact that again, I am posting past midnight. I was always a night owl.

In Which Exhaustion Gets To Me and I Type Too Much Nonsense About Feelings

2009-09-05T22:53:00.000-07:00

Hello. Yeah, I know I haven't blogged in a while. But today was also the first time I checked anything on the internet in a while. Twitter is overwhelming so I'm just going to start on the first page and ignore everything that happened in the past ten or so days. So, it's not as if I'm ignoring my blog, just the internet as a whole. I just don't have the time anymore. I don't get home until almost five and then have to pracaatice piano, do homework, eat dinner, and by then it's probably seven-thirty. And some days I'm gone until six, and the world is just crazy. Last year everything was crazy with the play rehearsels and I feel like this whole year will be like that pretty soon. My mom thinks I'm trying to do to many things and soon I won't have time to do anything. Maybe she's right. I don't know. Notice that I'm writing this at one in the morning. And I have to get up at seven-thirty tomorrow so I can go to church. But enought excuses, time to talk about my boring, non-social life.

     My best friend is no longer at my school and I miss her. I have a few other close friends, but none as close as Kayla, so it's hard. The other girl, Morgan, that was part of our trio is a good friend, but whenever I act stupid she just looks annoyed and ignores me. I'm used to having someone who would laugh and be stupid with me. The only things that I can talk to her about are things like Doctor Who and Harry Potter, plus she still likes Twilight so it's hard to make fun of it with her. We share a lot of interests, but we don't have a special bond. I have other friends that I can't talkt to about Harry Potter, but I can about anything else. Stuff like boys and make-up. Girly things. And I have my guy friends. Like one of my really good ones named Daniel. We get yelled at for talking during Algebra a lot. And the other boys I'm not really good friends with, but more like family, or something. Of course, not all of them are like that. There are about three that I don't talk to much and don't wish to talk to at all. Two of those three like Harry Potter, but one is so annoying and mean that I hope he isn't a real fan, and the other is just extremely immature. Some are the annoying little brothers and others are the ones that you can jokingly make fun of and they'll know you're messing around and tease you back. I don't know what it is, but somehow, being in the double-advanced class creates a bond that you don't have with the people in your other classes. Sometimes I hate them, and sometimes it just feels good to have someone you can have fun with and not get called an idiot. It's funny how fast this changed from whining to describing friendships, but that's kind of the way life is. You think the world is so terrible and all you do is think of those bad things, but in the middle of that, something reminds you of all the little things that make life so much better.

     Okay, on to the nerdy part of the blog. so I've really gotten addicted to Doctor Who. I don't know why, but there's something about it where you feel like you're there, traveling with the Doctor. Like you're Rose, or Martha, or Donna, or whoever. You cry when a character dies, or when the Doctor is sad, or someone else. In "School Reunion" when Sarah Jane was talking about how he just left her all alone and Rose was asking if he would do that to her, I cried so much. I don't know what it is, but the thought of the Doctor leaving Rose behind (even though I know she dies) hurt my heart. I felt like I was Rose, and he would leave me. I was thinking about what it must be like, to travel with the Doctor, to think the whole time that he's in love with you. To know that you love him, and think that you are special. And then you meet an old companion and she tells you the story of how she loved the Doctor and then he just left her on Earth, to live a boring, mundane life. How much would that hurt? And then he goes and tells her that he'll never do that to her. I bet that he said the same thing to Sarah Jane. Does he not get how much it hurts them when he has a little fling with someone. I mean there was Cleopatra (apparently), Madame de Pompadour, Lynda, Sarah Jane, and who knows how many others. I'm still on season two, so I don't know what he does to Martha and Donna. But really, can't he tell when it's tearing Rose apart watching him flirt and stuff, or is he to busy being hurt by "Rose and her boyfriends"? These are questions I would really like answered.

     And there will be nothing about what's going on in my life, because:
     1. It's 1:45
     2. What I previously typed was my life. I just let my brain flow through my fingers, not knowing what I was going to type before I did.

Sexy: The Doctor. Though I think the Tenth Doctor is funnier, the Ninth sort of had a different feel to him that I really liked. he was a bit kinder, though when he toughened up he could look a bit scary.
Unsexy: The fact that, at best, I will only get a little more than five hours of sleep tonight.

EDIT: I was looking back through old blogs, and they are so short! This one is a bit longer than I meant it to be.

TN, School, and Nerds

2009-08-14T16:40:00.000-07:00

I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY! I've been in Tennessee for the last week and I really meant to blog on Sunday, but I kind of ran out of time between church and packing.

While in Tennessee I got to see my week-old cousin. She is so tiny and sleeps A LOT. Do all babies do this? She sleeps and then gets hungry and tries to nurse whomever happens to be holding her. And then after she's done feeding she stares at people and the fan and stuff and then goes back to sleep. But she is the cutest thing. I love her. And then I also got to see my other baby cousin who is about six months old. He is such a good baby. He's gotten to the point where he has figured out that he can fake-cry and people will hold him and try to sooth him. He also fake coughs because his family is sick and is copying them. I watched his grandmother (my aunt) give him a bath in the sink and she used the shampoo to give him a fauxhawk (or however you spell that). It was so adorable. Actually both of these babies were the children of my cousins and I have another cousin that has a baby due in October. Too many babies.

We went to The Pink Palace in Memphis. We saw some really cool stuff, but the mansion was closed. That made me really mad. We went into an old fake Piggly Wiggly inside the museum and looked at all of the old food they had behind the glass. My grandmother educated me about the food that had been there when she was a child and kind of skipped over the stuff that was before her time. It was really cool. In the gift shop I saw about four Einstein posters and some cool Egyptian stuff. I bought a peacock feather- which I stupidly left on top of the dresser at my grandmother's house- and an Egyptian bookmark. I miss my family.

I start school on Wednesday and I get to see Kayla! We have six classes together this year. =D

Sexy: That 'I *heart* Nerds' shirt I saw that girl wearing.

Unsexy: One of the parts of the Museum you were most looking forward to being closed

Also Unsexy: The fact that the first time I posted this Blogger decided that *less-than three* is not acceptable.

I have No Title For This

2009-07-28T17:17:00.000-07:00

Okay, since I went to camp, I am obligated to blog about it. It wasn't really bad at all. Most of that had to do with the fact that my counselor was shorter than me and I made like four whole friends. That's amazing. It took me months to even talk to Kayla, let alone become friends. She was always so serious and got annoyed at stupidity. Now that I know her that sounds ridiculous, but it was true. Ah well, it shows that when you get to know people they change in your mind forever. Other than making friends, I did archery and high ropes. Archery was terrible. I was planning on pretending to be Robin or Marian, but that didn't work, seeing as I only hit the target two out of nine times. I was probably the worst at it. *Sigh* High Ropes was one of the most terrifying things I've ever done. I was fine up until this one part. It's this thing called the spider web. It looks like a spider web and you have to climb across and get onto the balance-beam-log-thing. The log was okay, I just held onto my rope and walked across, but the spider web... I don't even want to talk about it. There was this X and I was fine with that until I got to one point where I had to hang. I thought I was going to fall. Then came the zip-line. I love them, so I was fine with that.

I just finished watching Robin Hood season two, and when Marian died I cried so much. Here is the mental conversation I had with my self:

"Why are you crying now when you barely cried at all when Dumbledore died in the film?"

"But I don't like film Dumbledore. I am not attached to him. I half cried for Marian and half for Robin."

"I think you like Robin Hood more than Harry Potter!"

"NO!!!!!! That's not true. I like Robin Hood more than the Harry Potter movies. I cried my eyes out in the books."

"Sure, sure. Whatever you say... traitor."

I have annoying voices in my head. I am no Allan (*cough* or Brittany *cough*).

On another note, I bought the ALL CAPS album off of itunes and I love it. I could listen to More Than Alive for an hour on repeat. That's how much I love it.

Sexy: Luke Conard's voice. He is amazing.
Unsexy: High Ropes courses.

P.S. Has anyone else noticed that Luke Conard and Jonas Armstrong look like cousins or something?

My Fan-Fiction is No More

2009-07-18T21:12:00.000-07:00

Yes, I already blogged today, but I have stuff to talk about. Firstly, I watched Edward Scissorhands today and it was amazing. Johnny Depp was brilliant even when he was twenty-seven. Winona Ryder looks a lot like my cousin, though not as much in this movie because of her hair. I really want to see everything Johnny Depp has been in.

Also, I have camp starting tomorrow afternoon, so don't expect tweets, blogs or anything else. I really used to like camp, but now I'm not sure I want to go. I mean, they make you go to bed at ten, they make you get up at seven, and you're not allowed internet or phones or music. How is that fun? Someone please explain this to me. ah, well. I will be going nonetheless, so I might as well try to enjoy it. Also, the campers are always really mean. I got made fun of when I was younger, and last year there was a girl who hated me for no reason and got one of the other girls to yell at me. I don't know why. Camp has never been a good experience, but, year after year, I go back.

Lastly, and most importantly, I had been planning a Robin Hood fanfiction a few weeks ago, in which Guy finds out that Marian is the Night Watchman and she is sentenced to hang. But he feels bad and loves Marian, so he convinces Allan to pretend to be the Night Watchman. In my story Allan dies. The most recent episode I watched, Guy found out that Marian was the Night Watchman. He was really mad and told the sheriff that he had caught the Night Watchman. She was sentenced to hang. But as she was about to walk out, the Night Watchman appears somewhere near, and the gaurds go chasing after him. This fake Night Watchman was Allan. The only difference is that in the show he doesn't die. Grrr. I really wanted to write this, and now I can't. That makes me mad.

And since I forgot to include Sexy/Unsexy, here it is:

Sexy: Jonas Armstrong as Robin Hood, but I assume he'd be just as hot any other time.

Unsexy: Including my Fan Fiction in plot lines (though this episode was mde a long time before my Fan Fiction, but who cares.)

2009-07-18T11:42:00.000-07:00

Hi. Long time no see. Not really. It's only been two days. Anyway. I recently got the HBP wii game. It gets frustrating. I make random comments on it that my little sibling find hilarious. I don't know why they seem to think I'm funny, but they do. If you run into people they say, "Ugh,", drop their book, and then keep going on with out it. I try to run into as many people as I can. While playing this game I had a flash-back to going over to my best friend in third grade's house and playing Harry Potter on X-Box. I can't remeber which one, but I do remember we would be in random places and start shooting eachother with spells until one of us died and we had to start the level over. Sadly, this is not possible on wii.

Also, I am reading The Bermudez Triangle by Maureen Johnson. It is really good. I plan to read an Abundance of Kathrines by John Green next. That is all.

HALF-BLOOD PRINCE

2009-07-15T10:30:00.000-07:00

was freaking awesome. I didn't get to blog when it was fresh in my mind because my mom is mean and decided she won't let me on the computer after midnight (and it was three so that classifies as after midnight). But it was the best movie yet and I desperately hope that Deathly Hallows is just as good.

The acting was super amazing. Rupert Grint was hilarious. Daniel was, too, but just in a few scenes. His best was the Felix Felicis scene. He kind of reminded me of a little six-year-old with ADD. But it was funny anyway. Some of the Harry/Ginny scenes were odd. I really didn't like it when Bonnie said, "Take my hand." It was weird. Helena Bonham carter was brilliant as Bellatrix, of course. As was Alan Rickman. Lavender was pretty good. She was a little overly obsessive and scary, instead of overly obsessive and flirty. Oh well. All the little additions were great. Blaise, Pansy, Cormac (He was HOT), and all the others. And don't even get me started on Tom Felton. I think my little crush on Tom has affected how I think about movie Draco. I almost cried during the bathroom fight. He was all bloody and, *sob* I don't know. I felt bad for him. Draco has so much inner conflict and character depth in this book and Tom portrayed that wonderfully. He got the tourtured-I-don't-want-to-do-this-but-I-have-to look down perfectly. When he was crying it really brought out a weak side of Draco that you don't see in the first five books. It makes me believe that Draco has good deep inside him, but he thinks it shows weakness and is afraid of his father, so he covers it up with arrogant bullying.

Enough about the acting. The cave scene was so good. I was sitting in my chair, tense and just staring at the screen. That started when Harry and Dumbledore were on that rock, and ended after he died. I think I was trying to keep my self from crying. I never really had tears running down my cheek, but my eyes were a little wet. I felt like I was about to cry full-out tears, but I didn't. Maybe sitting stiffly in a chair and telling yourself not to cry helps. As I said, the Felix scene was great. Harry was really strange, but I liked it. It bothered me that when Dumbledore died, Harry was able to move. I don't know why they changed that. The thought in the book that the only reason the spell Dumbledore had put on him had ended was because he was dead was kind of finalizing his death. I thought the part in Hagrid's hut, when Slughorn was talking about the fish/petal Lily had given him disappearing when she died, was leading up to that so you would know why Harry could suddenly move, but they didn't even have that. Harry would have saved Dumbledore if he'd been able to. Plus they left out Dumbledore's funeral. What the heck? In the book that was the more touching moment. When Dumbledore died I didn't want to believe it (the first time I read it), but the funeral just made me realize that he did.

I'm kind of not wanting to type anymore because I'm afraid all the negative things will come to my mind and convince me that I didn't like the movie. I know this wasn't very long. Deal.

Sexy: Tom Felton. Any time any place, any movie.

Unsexy: Making the people you aren't supposed to like in movies hot (Tom Felton, Freddie Stroma, etc...)

Carowinds and Robin Hood SPOILERS

2009-07-13T15:30:00.000-07:00

I have a good excuse for not blogging this time. I wasn't on the computer whatsoever. I recently worked through three days worth of tweets.

*SPOILERS* Don't read this paragraph unless you have seen every episode of Robin Hood or have no intention of watching it.
So, recently I have been watching the BBC show Robin Hood. It is amazing and I have developed crushes on about four characters. I have theories that I have made. Kayla, I too am mad at Wikipedia for spoilers. I just got some of the second and third season spoiled for me. Grrr. Oh well. I am going to continue with my theories as if I hadn't read them (most of my theories have been affected, but I am still standing by them and hoping that Wikipedia is WRONG AND ROBIN WILL NOT DIE). I think that Djaq likes Allan romantically, because (I am half-way through the second season and this could change) when she figured out that Allan was a traitor she said that she thinks he is a good man. The way she treats him makes me think that she loves him, but according to wikipedia, I am wrong. I am ignoring Wikipedia. I also think that Guy (yes, that is his name) is really good on the inside. Even though evidence that I saw before I started watching it proves me wrong. Oh well. I guess all my theories are wrong. NEVER READ CHARACTER DISCRIPTIONS ON WIKIPEDIA UNLESS YOU HAVE SEEN THE WHOLE MOVIE/SHOW. Just a little tip.

On a brighter note, I want to Carowinds the past two days. It is my regions amusment park. The first time I went with my family. The next day I went again with my friend. We were in the kiddie area and decided to be stupid and ride the carousel. The ride attendent spoke like Elmo. It was creepy. but it was a lot of fun.

I love The Vitamin String Quartet and I love Paramore. When combined it is amazing.

And, because I like stealing people's ideas, I am going to steal sexy/unsexy from hayleyghoover.
Sexy: Casual button-downs and jeans
Unsexy: Smoking. You may think it makes you look cool and grown up, but really, it smells terrible and it hurts you and those around you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah

2009-07-09T20:13:00.000-07:00

I know. I haven't blogged in a really long time. It's not that I'm busy, I just have a boring life. And about my photographs, if you want to see them, just go to my Flickr.

I'm really, really excited about Half-Blood Prince and I'm praying that Kayla will go. *closes eyes and crosses fingers* My stupid cat just jumped up on a chair, put her paws on my should and meowed, and then went away. She's done this about three times in the past five or so minutes. Weirdo. I know that I have two followers that aren't people I know. Erm, hello to those people. Basically this is like a diary for me. Or communicating with my best friend, Kayla. So, yeah.

I've decided that Emma Watson is my idol. I've also decided that every paragraph has to start with the letter "i", apparently. I need to get back on topic. Speaking of topic, Hot Topic... never mind. So, Emma Watson is gorgeous, but that is not my reason for loving her. I'm not that type of girl, promise. I want to be more like her. She is a funny, smart, talented actress. I'm sure she has that inner nerdiness that all of us Harry Potter fans share. Whether or not she's nerdy on the outside (which she isn't). Now that's not saying I'm not nerdy on the outside. Because I am a huge nerd. Not only am I a nerd, but a stereotypical nerd. I have glasses, I love books, I have a crap sense of style, and I kind of love correcting people when they say something that is wrong.
Here's a conversation that might happen: girl at school: "Hey! Do you want to go to the mall with me and Jenny?" Me: *trying to hold it in but it bursts out* "You mean Jenny and me. Crap. Yeah, I'd love to go!" Girl: "Nevermind. I just remembered I'm busy. Maybe some other time..." Actually, that wouldn't happen. No one in their right mind would go to the mall with me. I just sit in Hot Topic and stare at all the Harry Potter merchendise. Or I'd stalk the merchendise and find it in other stores. Now I can say what I was going to earlier without sounding ADD. HOT TOPIC HAS SIX FREAKING PAGES OF HARRY POTTER MERCH! I realize I still sound insane, though.

Bye <3>

Photography Walk

2009-07-01T18:40:00.001-07:00

I own too many books. In my room alone are 126. That is all. Maybe I'll post a list of all of them tomorrow.

On another note, I went on a photography walk today. My sister came and I took a picture of anything in my neighborhood that was pretty and not too close to the houses. Sorry, you don't to see the pictures, I have no idea how to put them on here at the moment. I'll try to figure it out and put some on here tomorrow. During this walk, I stopped to take a picture and these little kids stopped what they were doing and just stared at me. Maybe they thought I was weird for taking a picture of a stop sign or something. I just kind of ignored them. And then one of them went behind their house and got another little kid. They all just stared at me. One of them walked forward a bit and said, "Hey!". I did not know this little kid. I waved and continued taking pictures. Then the mom came from behind the house and told them to come back. Later on I walked past that house again. They were playing out front, so my sister and I started singing "Save Ginny Weasley" at the top of our lungs. Good times. I almost got chased by a dog, but the owner came out and told it to leave us alone. While looking at some pretty flowers, I realized I was standing by a yellow jacket hole, because they came out. I ran at full speed down the street, because I know how violent they can get. It was definitely one of the more interesting walks I've had.

I miss my best friend. =(

Being a twelve-year-old girl from the south

2009-06-28T12:19:00.000-07:00

First off, the birthday party yesterday was fun. We played and epic game of quidditch that kind of turnes into "How violent can we be while shoving the ball past the keeper", and I met two other girls who like Harry Potter. One of them likes the vomit flavored Bertie Botts ("they leave a sweet taste in your mouth") and the other is a ginger (though her hair is quite redder than mine).

I have a question. Why do people use twelve as the little kid age? Okay. I'm twelve. I've liked guys but never really dated one, not because I'm young, but because I am unattractive. I know some girls my age who have had sex and others who want to. One girl said that she is going to have sex by the time she is fifteen. We aren't little kids. Other people say that middle-schoolers have a naughty sense of humor. I do have to agree to that, though not all of us do. Boys in particular seem to be the ones to say things like, "You judged a girl? That must mean you're a lesbian!" I wouldn't do that. I do say things like, "Emma Watson has to be one of the prettiest women on this Earth" but I'm not a lesbian. Now every now and a gain I will make a sex related joke or say "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID" but only when it's appropriate.

Being from the south is a disadvantage because when you mention that you live in South Carolina, people automatically assume that you love country music, know how to do anything with an animal or a farm, and talk like a hillbilly. None of these things describe me. I love ROCK music (slipknot, Paramore, MCR, PATD!, etc...); I don't know how to mik a cow or harvest crops, nor have I ever been camping (church camp doesn't count as "camping"); and though I might have a slight southern accent, I don't really notice it, except when I'm really mad it sometimes slips out. So you can throw away your southern stereotypes and get to know people for real.

And being a girl just sucks for "certain reasons" that you will know if you are one...

Church was sad today. My interem pastor preached his last sermon for us this morning, though the new pastor will actually be here next Sunday (and he's Scottish, so that'll be fun. Gerard Butler is Scottish, so maybe I can close my eyes and only listen to the accent).

I actually wrote a decent-sized blog! Heck yeah! Bye <3

Famous Deaths and Harry Potter... =(

2009-06-25T17:00:00.000-07:00

So, Michael Jackson died? And Farrah Fawcett? Wow. Not fun day for famous people.

Moving on... So today a horrible thought popped into my head. What if I missed out completely on the Harry Potter fandom? What if they stop having conferences before I get to go to one? What if all the awesome internet people forgot about it before I got on there? What if Jo never writes anything else... ever? How would my life be? What if Wizard Rock bands stopped touring and making albums? I think I would die. And my way off in the future children? They won't get to experience anything. This is a depressing thought. It makes me so sad that I decided to go blog about it to about one person. Yeah. It's not like Twitter or anything, where random people follow you for no reason. I guess it's just my way of venting my feelings.

Loose 30 Pounds

2009-06-24T19:08:00.000-07:00

So, right now, I'm watching Super Size Me. And I have decided to loose 30 pounds by the time I turn 13. That's in February, so I can take it nice and slow if I want to, but I'm hoping to loose it by The end of November, beging if I can. My rules:

Eat out as little as possible
If I have to eat out (I can't drive, so I usually have to go where my Mom takes me) then I will get either a plain or grilled chicken salad with water and the lowest fat dressing they have
Jog or walk around my neighborhood (about 0.7 miles) every day
Eat dessert no more than twice a week
spend less time on the computer and more outside
cut back on soda
Do wii fit daily (or as possible)

Anything else I do will be either on a whim or random.

Weight: 143 (I know, it's sad)

In Response

2009-06-18T19:27:00.000-07:00

Now, Kayla, your excuses are pretty good, but mine are better. You see, I've been at softball camp this whole week, so I had no time to blog (or check twitter...). This whole week I had to get up at 7:00 a.m. then leave at 8:30. I stayed there until 8:00 p.m., then promptly crashed when I got home. The two days before that, I simply had no inspiration.

Things done since my last blog:

Slept
Ate
Went to camp
got an un-sexy tan line from my shoes and sliding shorts
smushed brownies and tried to spy on the kitchen workers
made two friends
Got hit with a ball several times
typed this
made this short to go pack for TN

Bye. <3 you lot's (if anyone reads this)

TiNT

2009-06-12T09:13:00.000-07:00

So there's this little thing from a long time ago that I never did. It's called This is Not Tom. It's really hard and frustrating, and part of that might have to do with the fact that I started it at midnight last night. I don't get it! So last night I figured out that we have to find the final fear, but every time I search "final fear" on google, I come up with nothing that makes sense. Also, on the website, there is a picture, under the picture there is the pangram, "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog". Supposedly, that is a hint. However, I noticed that there is no "i" in "quick", so it is spelled "quck". Now I was wondering, is that a typo or a clue? Someone help me!

FAIL

2009-06-09T17:32:00.000-07:00

I didn't blog yesterday. I FAIL MAJORLY. Ah well. You can't change the past. Yesterday I gave some advice that really reminded me of some that Maureen Johnson gave in her advice blog. My friend got a text from her best friend's boyfriend saying to call her when she got the text. She asked me what to do, and I suggested calling him up and doing something strange, like screaming, and then hanging up. Then when he called her back to ask about it, she suggest that he was hallucinating, fell asleep, or is crazy. Or she could've ignored the text. She chose to tell him to stop playing with her and her friend's feelings. why do people not listen to me? My life is just so boring that I have nothing to blog about, other than a House marathon is on right now and it might be my favorite show.

Hot Topic Sizes

2009-06-07T16:23:00.000-07:00

Ok, so this confuses me. Everywhere I go, I buy medium sized clothes. sometimes I can even get a small, though very rarely. But when I go to Hot Topic, I have to get a large for it to fit me like a medium usually does. So are their clothes built for little anorexics, or are they just meant to be super tight? I have no idea, but this is a question for anyone out there to answer. Please, I need to know. If I go to Rue21, I get a medium, if I go to Aeropostale, or American Eagle, or even Walmart. Hot Topic is the only place I ever get a large. Why??????????????????? Oh, I got a Slytherin shirt on clearance there today... =)

Pandora

2009-06-06T18:42:00.000-07:00

So recently I've been on this website called Pandora a lot. It makes an online radio station that plays music based on what you said you liked. It's really cool. It has introduced me to a lot of new artists like Cartel, Fire Flight, Yellowcard, and several songs by bands I like that I've never heard before. It's really brilliant. I certainly recommend that you check it out. Man, this is a short blog, but I have nothing else to say.

Ugh, Twilight

2009-06-05T15:46:00.000-07:00

So I have decided that my last post was not my BAJ post for today. Today we (by we I mean myself and possibly my best friend) shall discuss why Twilight is no good. You see , I used to be a fangirl, and I'm going to describe the decline. So, I was obsessed with Harry Potter, but then I read Twilight. So I'm thinking that, you know, this book is awesome, and I kind of forget Harry Potter, though I still liked it. Well, when I got finished with Breaking Dawn, I still liked it. Then I re-read the series and realized how poorly written it was. It was still okay. But Breaking Dawn was the worst to me. Then I discovered the outer reaches of the Harry Potter fandom, and that's when I gave up on Twilight. It was still okay. I still freaked out and went to go see the movie (and hated it). But Harry was dominant. Before then, I'd never heard of Wizard Rock, or The Leaky Cauldron, or any of that. But I saw that Harry Potter taught lessons and built friendships, not just let me meet screaming fangirls. And the more I think about it, the more I realize Twilight is trash. Stephenie Meyer really needs to take writing classes if she plans to write more books. The wording is awkard, the dialouge sounds like something I would write (I just got out of 6th grade, so that's not a compliment to her). I can't deny that the general story idea is good, the romance fantasy. But the plot is terrible. The characters have little depth; the setting of the whole series is Forks and LaPush (other than one scene in Pheonix in Twilight and one in Vulteri or whatever in New Moon); there aren't many characters; Edward is an over-protective, abusive stalker-boyfriend; there was no action in Breaking Dawn, they just said "Oh, yeah , whatever, we'll your off the hook this time, after we came all the way over here with all these vampires". People say it's not wrong that Bella and Edward had sex so young, they loved eachother, why wait. I say why not wait, they had enough time. Plus the imprinting thing is weird. So you go through your life not caring or noticing someone, then all the sudden you become obsessed with them. That's just strange. Oh, and Quil imprints ON A TWO YEAR OLD. Then Jacob is suddenly in love with his old love's daughter, something he hated until that moment. My rant is over.

BAJ

2009-06-05T06:55:00.000-07:00

I say we bring back BEDA, but as BAJ: Blog All June. So anyone that likes this idea, you do it, too. This is for all of us who didn't have blogs during BEDA. Wow, this is short, but I just wanted to propose my idea.

Erm...

2009-06-04T11:37:00.000-07:00

So I go to http:www.hottopic.com because I love that store and wanted to stare at the Harry Potter merchandise. On the homepage I see a New Moon shirt. So I go to the little search bar, thinking it will be funny to laugh at how little merchandise they have for it. I see that they have EIGHT PAGES. WTF? There are only three pages of Harry Potter, and EIGHT of New Moon. That makes no sense. Did no one actually see any of the last movie or the new Moon trailer? What has this world come to? I was pretty upset, so I chose to blog about it.