Thursday, April 14, 2011

Last Kiss by Pearl Jam
Oh, where oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.

We were out on a date in my daddy's car
We hadn't driven very far
There in the road, up straight ahead
A car was stalled, the engine was dead
I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right
I'll never forget the sound that night
The screamin' tires, the bustin' glass
The painful scream that I heard last.

Oh, where oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.

When I woke up, the rain was pourin' down
There were people standing all around
Something warm rollin' through my eyes
But somehow I found my baby that night
I lifted her head, she looked at me and said
"Hold me darling just a little while."
I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss
I found the love that I knew I would miss
But now she's gone, even though I hold her tight
I lost my love, my life that night.

Oh, where oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.
Oooh~ ooooh~

Commentary: LOVE THIS SONG. Yes, yes I do. You wanna know why? (NO! .... I didn't ask you!... I still don't wanna know... Shush! It's my blog!) Well, I'll tell you anyways. When I was but a little girl, this was my favorite song. Why? I don't know. But I would always listen to it, and dance along and sing along and whatever. I *LOVED* this song. Well, a few moves and I lost the EP it was on... I found it again recently. Listened to. Fell in love with it all over again. La di da. I finally really heard the lyrics. I finally understood what this song was about. And I was like.... :O Amazed. Shocked. But it really is a great song. Now that I fully understand it... Love it even more. :)



Last Song by All-American Rejects
This may be the last thing that I write for long
Can you hear me smiling when I sing this song
For you and only you?

As I leave, will you be someone to say goodbye?
As I leave, will you be someone to wipe your eye?
My foot is out the door, and you can't stop me now

You wanted the best, it wasn't me
Will you give it back? You want me to lead
When there's no more room to make it grow

I'll see you again, you'll pretend you're naive
Is this what you want? Is this what you need?
How you end up, let me know

As I go, remember all the simple things you know
My mind is just a crutch and I still hope
That you will miss me when I am gone, this is the last song

The hearts start breaking as the year is gone
The dream's beginning and the time rolls on
It seems so surreal, now I sing it

Somehow I knew that it would be this way
Somehow I knew that it would slowly fade
And now I am gone, just try and stop me now

You wanted the best, and it wasn't me
Will you give it back? Now I'll take the lead
When there's no more room to make it grow

I'll see you again, you'll pretend you're naive
Is this what you want? Is this what you need?
How you end up, let me know

As I go, remember all the simple things you know
My mind is just a crutch and I still hope
That you will miss me when I am gone, this is the last song

Will you need me now?
You'll find a way somehow
You want it too, I want it too

As I go, remember all the simple things you know
My mind is just a crutch and I still hope
That you will miss me when I am gone, the last song

As I go, remember all the simple things you know
My mind is just a crutch and I still hope
That you will miss me when I am gone, this is the last song

Commentary: Awesome guitar. Good lyrics. Like it a lot. Really, I do. :)



Last
The Best for last. Ready? Wait for it....

BEST :D

-Wolfie
(did you get it? ;D )
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Kiss Yourself Goodbye by the All-American Rejects

Blank face little girl
Your colors running down
It’s the one you love
Cry out my world, this copulated kiss
It’s the last that you deserve

I’ve done wrong
I’ve been gone
It’s the one you love
Drink down and your candles burn
Away, away

Dreaming you, is so easy, yeah
If it was up to me, then you would cry tonight
If it was up to you

Take you, take me
I can’t go with you now
Don’t you wish I’d try
Left just a trace, it's growing colder still
So kiss yourself goodbye

I’ve done wrong
I’ve been gone
It’s the one you love
One drink and your candles burn
Away, away

Dreaming you, is so easy, yeah
If it was up to me, then you would cry tonight
When it's up to you, you kiss yourself goodbye

Let go, push your daisies
A thousand maybes, a thousand left I'm done
A white glow, just for tasting
A life for wasting (it’s the one you love)
And I look into your eyes, it's the one you love

Last one then I fill you up today, today
How can you sleep
When dreaming you, is so easy, yeah
If it was up to me, then you would cry tonight
When its up to you, you kiss yourself goodbye
You would cry tonight (yeah)
So kiss yourself goodbye (yeah)
You would cry tonight (yeah)
So kiss yourself goodbye



Kat
I'm not sure if you know who this is. She is my werewolf character in VWRP (Vampire/Werewolf Role Play). Which is one of my pages. So you can go ahead and click on it. Read it. It's not finished because... well you know how I was talking about How to Save a Life by The Fray? That's why. I lost my writing partner and I'm not sure if I'll get her back. So I guess we'll find out, right?



Kernel
Mmm. Popcorn kernels. Awesome right? The perfect movie snack. Yum. I prefer plain popcorn. Occasionally I'll have butter or cheese. But I like my popcorn plain. How about you?
There is also colonel, which is pronounced kernel. Don't ask how that works. English is just weird like that. Whereas in Spanish, the words are pretty much spelled like they sound. Of course, there are exceptions. But I like Spanish. Even though I can't speak it very well. I can understand it. I can kind of read it. But I can't write and speak it. Yup. Just as weird as colonel...

-Wolfie
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J-----
Mysterious. This is the only clue that you will ever get as to what my real name is. That's right. My name starts with a J. Six letters... Can you guess what it is? 0_o



Jack
Look at that. Leila's twin. I must say, I have a bit of a crush on him. Not kidding. (Now me? I love green eyes and black hair. I've yet to see this combination, but it just seems like a really great one, you know?) But despite that, there is just something about Jack. He has brown hair, not too dark. Sometimes it looks almost blond in the sun, especially because he's athletic. That, plus he has blue eyes. (Personally, I think green is much better. But I'll take blue any day.) Anyways. Light brown hair. Blue eyes. Athletic. Cool powers. Yeah, he's awesome. He's also pretty protective of his sisters, Leila most of all.
(In order:
Victoria, nicknamed Tor, age 25;
Megan, nicknamed Meg, age 19;
Jack, age 16;
Leila, nicknamed Lei, age 16;
Diana, nicknamed Dia, age 13)
(Yes, they're very fond of nicknames.)

So here's the story: Jack and Leila are twins. Super close and all that. When they were 13, Jack disappeared. Now it's three years later. Dia, their younger sister, has come back from her three years in Spain with relatives. Nobody bothered to tell Dia that Jack disappeared shortly after she left. (She was ten at the time. She's now 13 herself.) Her arrival affects Leila greatly. Leila is determined to find Jack at any cost. But when (if) she does, what will she find and will she like it? (Will I? o: )



Jordin
Claire's twin. She's pretty cool, I suppose. Or, she would be if she wasn't so concerned about keeping Claire safe. And herself. And Illusion. And Shadow, her black Norwegian elkhound. Like Claire, she has black hair and grey eyes, along with pale skin. However, Jordin is a good six inches taller than Claire (5'7" vs. 5'1"). Jordin also has a very different clothing style than Claire does. Jordin's usual outfit consists of large t-shirts and loose jeans. Sometimes, if it's really hot, she'll wear shorts. But she hasn't worn any shorts since she ran away with Claire. Yup. She and Claire ran away from their home in Springfield, Illinois. It's been five years. They've been all over Illinois and now they've ended up in Chicago.
But I'm sure you're wondering why they ran away, right? I mean, they were ten. And they've been gone for five years now. What?
Let me clear it up for you.
James and Monica, Jordin and Claire's parents. Millionaires. Big house. Should be the life, right?
Well, it isn't. No where near it. Because they don't just have those two kids. Nope. They got fourteen. Ten of which are adopted. The other four are their biological kids. Guess which group gets ignored, or worse, abused? The biological kids. You see, the millionaires in Illinois are "trying to be charitable". This includes taking in as many needy children as you can. So the ten Adoptees get all of the attention. At best, the Bios are ignored. However, many rich people are snobs and they tend to bully them. But that's not the worst part. The Adoptees are practically angels when they're out in public. But at home? When the parents are away (as they often are)? They beat up the Bios. Physically. Horribly. And who do they beat up the most? Not Jordin. Claire. They sent her to the hospital, not once, not twice. Four times. Jordin, not to mention Claire, got sick of it. So they ran away. Left it all behind. And guess what?
They're doing pretty good on their own.
Maybe it has to do with the fact that they have these awesome powers?
Not that they know that, of course.
Not yet, anyways.
;)

-Wolfie
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Iris by Goo Goo Dolls

And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

Commentary: I always group this song along with Hopeless. Except while I listen to Hopeless when I'm depressed, I listen to Iris whenever I feel empty. Mostly because of "When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am." And that always brings along the question: Who am I? To which I answer: I am me. And I don't have to be any more than that. Like the Dr. Seuss quote: "Be who you are and say how you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." So I'm not changing for anybody but myself. Which is why I am going to do whatever I can to keep out of my depressed moods. Because my friend has been there. Been there are back. So I'm going to try and avoid it altogether. For her, a little. But mostly for me. "You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be and I don't want to go home right now."




Illusion
Okay, this is just a (not so) little description. Illusion is Claire's dog. What kind of dog, you ask? She is an Australian Shepherd. Very pretty herding dog. She extremely loving and kind and loyal to the extreme. So if you even think about hurting Claire (or even Jordin, though they don't get along all that well), good luck. She can be fierce and protective. However, she is more than just your average Australian Shepherd. She is Claire's CI, or canine incarnate.

You see, Elpoep reincarnation is a tricky business. It's even trickier when you are murdered. And it doesn't help when you're still a baby when that happens. (All ten were murdered soon after they were born.) At that point, there is only so much you can do to get them to reincarnate completely.

So here's how the process works: You die. You have about 24 hours after you die to get to a RC (reincarnation center). There you're placed in a tank filled with a liquid native only to Tenalp. This liquid has really weird qualities that separate your essence from your physical body. However, when you're younger, your essence isn't completely whole yet. So, when placed in the tank, your essence splits into two or more beings. After that, you (your essence) are extracted from the tank into a room. In this room is a map and a portal. Unless your destination has been predetermined, you are randomly shot out into the universe. Your essence searches for the Exact Moment. Now, what is this moment? It's either the moment you are conceived, or the moment you are born. Once your essence finds that moment, it's shot into the physical body. Voila! Reincarnation Tenalp-style!

But back to the CI. When you're young, you have multiple essences. They usually stick together, sometimes resulting in twins or more. On rare occasions, they all land in the same physical body. More often than not, they get separated. If they get separated early on, they could end up on different ends of the universe. This is very dangerous and can cause problems later in life. (It'll take several reincarnations and a lot of luck to get them back together.) And if they get separated towards the end, they tend to be on the same planet.

The thing with ending up on the same planet is that they can't occupy the same species. So if one is a human, the other will be an animal of some sort. Usually it's a dog (CI), so it's fairly easy for them to be reunited. In Claire's case, Illusion is more than just the CI, it's the part of her that is aware of Tenalp and her powers. So Illusion is key to her understanding and knowledge of how to defeat the Redavni.

Now here is what makes this reincarnation different from the hundreds of others before. Up until now, the ten had been completely separate. Still all on Earth, sure. But there would never be more than two in any country during a Cycle. (A cycle is when all ten reincarnate in the same Period, which is twenty years.) This time, they're all in the United States (convenient, right?) and they're ages range from 14-18. And there was so much confusion in the RC (reincarnation continuum), that the ten got bumped around and they all split into two or three pieces each. So they all got at least one CI. Besides that, there were also two sets of twins (Jordin and Claire, Jack and Leila).

So they're much easy to find/track this time. (Find in Beatrice's case; Track in Andrea's case)
This combined with the fact that the Redavni are about to win the war for Tenalp...
Time is running out.
This is going to be one heck of a race.

-Wolfie
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Saturday, April 9, 2011

Helena (So Long and Goodnight) by My Chemical Romance
Song:
Long ago
Just like the hearse, you die to get in again
We are so far from you

Burning on
Just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know

And what's the worst you take
(Worst you take)
From every heart you break
(Heart you break)
And like a blade you stain
(Blade you stain)
Well, I've been holding on tonight

What's the worst that I could say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Came a time
When every star fall
Brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold

And what's the worst you take
(Worst you take)
From every heart you break
(Heart you break)
And like the blade you stain
(Blade you stain)
Well, I've been holding on tonight

What's the worst that I could say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Well, if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long not goodnight

Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend?
To leave and then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide

What's the worst that I could say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long not goodnight

Well, if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Commentary:
MCR would be considered alternative. Either rock, or punk. Sometimes it's called emo. Whatever. We're looking at the lyrics here, anyways. Now, the music video is a little bit freaky. The girl dies and it's her funeral. And then all of a sudden she comes back to life. Clearly, something happened and I missed it. I don't know. But based on the lyrics, it's a pretty vague song. You can assume someone died. There's not much else you can tell, though. "So long and goodnight" And he could be giving his reasons for not dying with her. "Things are better if I stay." And the only reason I think it's a girl that they're talking about is a combination of the music video and the title (Helena). But who knows? 0_o




Hopeless by Train
I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why
Everything has changed 'round me
I'd tell it to your face but you lost your face along the way
And I'd say it on the phone if I thought you were alone
Why do things have to change?

You don't need my pictures on your wall
You say you need no one
And you don't need my secret midnight call
I guess you need no one

Is anybody waitin' at home for you?
'Cause it's time that will tell
If it's Heaven, if it's Hell or if it's
Anybody waitin' at home for you
'Cause it's time that will tell this tale

You're in and out, up and down
Wonder if you're lost or found
But I got my hands on you

Are you strong enough to tow the line?
Are you gonna make me yours or do I make you mine?
I'm in and out, I'm up and down
Wonder if I'm lost or found but I need your hands on me now

You don't need my pictures on your wall
You say you need no one
And you don't need my secret midnight call
I guess you need no one

Is anybody waitin' at home for you?
'Cause it's time that will tell
If it's Heaven if it's Hell or if it's
Anybody waitin' at home for you
'Cause it's time that will tell this tale

I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why
Everything gotta change

Commentary: I love Train. Really I do. And it has a lot to do with this song. Nowadays, there are very few songs out there that really *speak* to you. You know? And this one totally does that for me. I guess it's a bit depressing, especially because it's a pretty slow song; not at all like Hey Soul Sister or even Drops of Jupiter (also great songs). But the lyrics are what really get me. Especially when I'm just a little bit depressed. Because then I think that I'm not the only one. And the chorus makes me relax a little bit. Because not everything has to be figured out *right at this second*. I can wait a little while, see how this is all supposed to turn out.




How to Save A Life by The Fray
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God, he hears you
And pray to God, he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

How to save a life

How to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life

Commentary: This song reminds me of a friend of mine. Every single time I hear it, I remember her. Before I go on, let me just say that we are still friends, just not as close anymore. For almost two whole years, it was me and her, together, against the world. We were like, close. REALLY close. We had so many insiders and great times and whatever. Maybe it was all in my head, though. I don't know. Maybe I thought we were closer than we really were. Who knows. But she found herself another best friend. We grew apart a bit. Then I found myself another best friend. Then a whole bunch of drama happened. We didn't talk much over the summer. School started. She grew even further apart. And I *missed* her. That whole so-close-and-yet-so-far stuff. Lately, we've been getting closer again. Which I think is awesome. But it's Spring Break and I haven't texted her in about five days. So I'm gonna get to that. And I almost forgot- So why does this song remind me of her? Besides the lyrics of course. See, in those times, we had totally similar musical tastes. We loved the Fray. *Loved*. And this was just *our* song. We even had, not so much a dance, but like these hand motions that went with it. And we would sing really loudly and "dance". Just us two.
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Green
Yay! My favorite color. Very pretty. :)
It can be the color of life: trees, grass, plants, foods.
The color of emotion: envy.
The color of disgust: terrible shade of wallpaper, carpet, etc.
The color of holidays: St. Patrick's Day, Christmas.
And there are so many different shades... Love green :)
Don't you? 0_o


Gettysburg
Ooo. Civil War. Learning about that in history. I'm sure you all know what I'm talking about right? South secedes from the Union, Lincoln wants them back. They go to war. Blah blah blah. We obviously know how that ended, right? Union wins and I don't know what happens next. (We're learning about Reconstruction after Spring Break.) Well, one of the battles is the Battle of Gettysburg. This was the military turning point in the war. Up until this point, the Union had been losing. Yep. Losing. They won this battle, and they started winning many battles after this. Yay, I guess. Thousands were killed in this battle alone. Licoln gave his three minute long speech: The Gettysburg Adress. It inspires us to keep fighting (keep killing people...). And we do. And we win. Yipee.


Gotta be Somebody by Nickelback

This time I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life
The one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough
So I´ll be waiting for the real thing.
I'll know it by the feeling.
The moment when we´re meeting
will play out like a scene straight off the silver screen
So I`ll be holdin’ my own breath
Right up to the end
Until that moment when
I find the one that I'll spend forever with

`Cause nobody wants to be the last one there.
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares.
Someone to love with my life in their hands.
There`s gotta be somebody for me like that.

`Cause nobody wants to do it on their own
And everyone wants to know they´re not alone.
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere.
There`s gotta be somebody for me out there.

Tonight, out on the street out in the moonlight
And dammit this feels too right
It´s just like Déjà Vu
Me standin’ here with you
So I´ll be holdin`my own breath
Could this be the end?
Is it that moment whenI find the one that I'll spend forever with?

‘Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares.
Someone to love with my life in their hands.
There´s gotta be somebody for me like that.

`Cause nobody wants to do it on their own
And everyone wants to know they´re not alone.
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There`s gotta be somebody for me out there.

You can´t give up!
Lookin´ for that diamond in the rough
You never know but when it shows up
Make sure you´re holdin` on
‘Cause it could be the one, the one you´re waiting on

‘Cause nobody wants to be the last one there.
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares.
Someone to love with my life in their hands.
There has gotta be somebody for me
Ohhhhhh.

Nobody wants to do it on their own
And everyone wants to know they´re not alone.
Is there somebody else that feels the same somewhere?
There`s gotta be somebody for me out there.

Nobody wants to be the last one there
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares.
Is there somebody else that feels the same somewhere?
There has gotta be somebody for me out there.
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Friends
I'm sure all of you have at least one of these. Maybe. I can't be too sure. But anyways, if you do have friends, then you probably know that there are very many different *kinds* of friends. Right? There are the ones who can make fun of you and you won't be offended, because they're friends. There are the ones who you can go to for absolutely anything. The ones you love to just hang out with. The ones you love playing video games with. The ones you just love. And then there are the very rare and few: the ones who are all of the above. They act like your best friend, your worst enemy. They act like they know everything, and then act stupid a second later. They'd be a good therapist if they didn't have to deal with you all the time. And then there are times when you have to wonder just how sane they are- or you are because you listened to them in the first place, right?
There are friends who come and go. The ones who stay for a while. And the ones who are always there, even when they aren't. And you can never really tell which is which. But I don't think that matters all that much. You should just love them while you can. Right?


Forgetful
Yeah. That's me. Forgetful I can remember your birthday, or some random obscure fact about yourself... or frozen lemonade... but if you tell me to do something (call me later, text me later, be sure to give this or that to so and so...), odds are I'm going to forget. My mom calls it "selective memory". Because my grades are pretty high. And like I mentioned before, I'm really good at remembering birthdays. So what's up with that? Who knows. I think it has to with the fact that my brain is overworked, between school and the never ending stream of ideas and scenes and characters that can never really be put aside just for the moment. Yeah, c'est la vie.


Fall for You by Secondhand Serenade
The best thing 'bout tonight's that we're not fighting
Could it be that we have been this way before?
I know you don't think that I am trying
I know you're wearing thin down to the core

But hold your breath Because tonight will be the night
That I will fall for you over again
Don't make me change my mind

Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find

This is not what I intended I always swore to you I'd never fall apart
You always thought that I was stronger I may have failed,
but I have loved you from the start

Oh, but hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night
That I will fall for you over again
Don't make me change my mind

Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
It's impossible So breathe in so deep

Breathe me in, I'm yours to keep
And hold on to your words 'cause talk is cheap
And remember me tonight when you're asleep
Because tonight will be the night
That I will fall for you over again
Don't make me change my mind


Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find

Tonight will be the night
That I will fall for you over again
Don't make me change my mind

Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find
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Entertainment
So what counts as entertainment nowadays?
Well, we got: television, internet, music, movies. My favorite? I'd have to say internet or music. (But you probably could've guessed that) I'm not sure what else to say about this. So how about your opinions? What kind of entertainment do you like?

Energy
Oh, energy. I'll be honest, I don't exercise. Besides, PE, of course. That's mandatory. >.< And surprisingly enough, I'm still skinny. Don't ask how that works. I eat a lot, don't exercise. (I'm pretty sure that means that my metabolism is awesome.) Well, lack of exercise leads to a lot of extra pent up energy. (That plus my odd sugar habit) *Lots* So, I tend to get hyper, jumpy, etc. Well, that was yesterday. Today I'm kind of pooped out. Tired. Annoyed. Whatever. So all that energy is like... eh. I really wish I had that energy again.

Everything Everyday
Flash back time!
So, a long long long long time ago, when Stephanie and I were but little girls with big dreams, we used to write songs. Yeah, that's right. Songs. Well, most of them are too child-like for my taste. And others were much too pop for my alternative-rock preference. But I thought this one wasn't all that bad for our young minds:

Everything Everyday

Everything is different
Everything is special
Everything we say could be true or make believe
Everything you say, everything I said

Everything I see, are they just make believe
Everything everyday I follow through
Everything everyday is just like the other
Because of everything that's make believe

With all the things with all the things I say
With everything in the world going on
It's just going on, going on
Because of everything that's make believe

Everything you say, everything I said
Everything I see, are they just make believe
Everything everyday I follow through
Everything everyday is just like the other
Because of everything that's make believe

Everything everyday
Everything everyday

Everything you say, everything I said
Everything I see, are they just make believe
Everything everyday I follow through
Everything everyday is just like the other
Because of everything that's make believe

Because of everything that's make believe
Everything everyday
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Wow, I got some catching up to do...
Here we go:


Deadlines
I'm sure we have all had some experience with these. Right? They are essential to, well... life. I hate saying it, but think for a second. It's pretty accurate. And it seems like writers, authors, novelists (you can choose your word), well they totally depend on it. So, as far as deadlines are concerned, I'm not the best writer out there. I really hope I make up for it with what I am writing. But it's hard to say. I'm not even half-way through with the book I was supposed to finish last Tuesday (aka: my birthday). Well, I am making progress. Slowly, but surely, I'm getting some scenes in. So I guess that counts for something. How about you? How are you with deadlines?


Depression
Oh how I hate this subject. Why, exactly? Because I can't figure out how it applies to me. I can't figure out if I am depressed or not. And for whatever reason, that is really important to me. A really good friend of mine said that she's been noticing it more than usual. (Background: Occasionally, in the past, I'd get into these really weird depressed moods. They'd be really spread out.) Well, now they are much more frequent. Like, every few days, if not every day. And I'm not sure how to take it. Because being in those "moods" (as I call it), I feel, well, depressed. Or, more accurately, I'd feel *nothing*. Like, at all. And when I get over it, I think, *my God, what is wrong with me*. And then I'll wonder how the heck I could've been that *down* on myself. I mean, my self-esteem isn't all that great. But when I'm in those moods? It's like I beat myself up for nothing, everything, anything. And I'm not all that sure what that means. Am I really depressed? Or just overreacting?


Drops of Jupiter by Train
[This is a song that I really love. :)
Hope you like it, too.]

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's a time to change, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey

But tell me, did you sail across the sun?
Did you make it to the Milky Way
To see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated?

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star?
One without a permanent scar
And then you missed me
While you were looking for yourself out there?

Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey
She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-Bo
Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as
Plain ol' Jane told a story about a man
Who was too afraid to fly so he never did land

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance
To dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way?

And tell me, did Venus blow your mind?
Was it everything you wanted to find?
And then you missed me
While you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you
Even when I know you're wrong?

Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance
Five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had, and me?

But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance
To dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way?

But tell me, did you sail across the sun?
Did you make it to the Milky Way
To see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated?

And tell me, did you fall for a shooting star?
One without a permanent scar
And then you missed me
While you were looking for yourself?

And did you finally get the chance
To dance along the light of day?
And did you fall for a shooting star?
Fall for a shooting star?
And now you're lonely looking for yourself out there
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Monday, April 4, 2011

Yay! Finally posting the Letter of the Day! :)

C is for...


Characters
(This shall count as my "research".) So, I've been reading (duh). Don't get sarcastic with me! I know I love reading! *ahem* Anyways. I haven't been reading as much as I used to. So I decided I had some catching up to do and now I have a pretty little pile of books sitting on my bookshelf waiting to be read. In addition, I have a few books waiting for me at the library. So, with all this reading going on, I've been trying to get in depth with the characters. "Trying" being the operative word. I can't exactly say that I am getting very much out of it. But I'd like to think so. So a few major points:

1. Don't make the characters *too* complicated. Make them complicated enough to be human, but not psychotic. Unless of course, you're character is psychotic. (Which brings me to my next point...)

2. KNOW who your characters are. You can't write about a person if you don't know who they are. Make them so real that they seem like friends, family. Make them so real that you can have conversations with them in real life. (But don't actually do that, because then *you*end up being the weird one... 0_o)

3. Setting is important. Very important. And you should use a lot of detail, especially in fighting scenes and other action scenes, because those are the ones that need a little more visualizing. And if there are any particular memories tied to this setting? Add them too. Keep the characters involved in the setting. However, *too* much detail? Also bad. Don't get boring. Get to the point.

4. If there is no point... GET ONE! You can't keep repeating the same nonsense over and over. It's boring for both the writer and the reader. You don't want to go there.

5. Don't make your characters mush into one. Be definite with their personalities. One, it makes them more familiar. Two, if there is a metamorphosis anywhere in the book, it'd be nice if you notice it. A good way to notice it is in the way the character acts, thinks, talks.


Chillin'
(This would have to be a memory, I suppose.) So, I stay after school often. I tutor and such, work on homework, you know, all that nerdy stuff. However, for the most part, I stay just to have some more time with my friends. I'm a teenager and all (you're not getting anything other than that :p ). This is what we do: chill. Hang out. Socialize. It's the day and age. So, what does "chillin'" include? Nothing too personal or deep. It's basically just... talk. You don't think too much about what you're saying because, let's face it, it's not all that important. So why do we "chill"? For the very fact that it's not important! Sound absurd, I know. But, really? It's genius. You're just sitting around, talking, laughing, having fun. You're not doing much at all, yet it seems like the best time of your life. Maybe it's just me, though. Or this new generation. Maybe we're all brainwashed into thinking that doing nothing is a good thing, something you want to do (or don't want to, as the case may be). Who knows?

Cake
(my short scene?) Mmmmmm. Cake. Just the thought of it... The bread, soft, but not moist. The frosting, sweet, oh so sweet. My cake? No filling. Personally, I find it very distracting. I'd much rather focus on the frosting. Not that whip cream frosting. REAL frosting, icing, whatever you call it. All that sugar... In case you didn't know, I am a big fan of sugar. It's likely I'll end up with something later on. But for now, not worrying about it too much. You only live once. Might as well enjoy it, right? Well, back to the cake. My birthday is tomorrow! (hurray!) Don't know if we'll have cake of not, but hey, a girl can wish, can't she? ;)
-Wolfie
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Well, hello again. I missed Saturday's post ( >.<). So I got two posts for today. Let's start with: B is for...


Beatrice
Yes, I'm sure you've heard of her. But you probably haven't. So I suggest you read: *Watching Time Pass* PART TWO (Again, sorry for the format. Stupid techonology... 0_o) Now you know how I'm talking about? Well, Beatrice. My protagonist. My MC. (Main character, for those of you that don't know.)
I don't have a scene to share today. But I think my scene with Andrea didn't give a very accurate account of Beatrice. You see, she changes in the two thousand or so years that she's on her mission. (Probably has something to do with that fact that she's been here so long...) So there are times when she seems like the bad guy. Just like there are times when Andrea seems like the good guy. I guess it's confusing. But *two thousand* years? You would change drastically too. Or maybe not, I really don't know.




Birthdays
Woot woot! Birthdays! Mine is coming up (*cough* tomorrow...). And so is my blog's! Yay! My blog will be one! In two days! *cheering!* :) I can't believe it. The year has gone by so quickly. So many things have changed... it's insane. Really, it is. Because I know for a fact: if you had told me a year ago that I would be right here, right where I am, I would tell you that you were lying. But hey! That's life for you! So, how about you? You ever feel like so much has changed in so little time?



Breakfast at Tiffany's
Oh look at that. My first music/movie reference in the A to Z Challenge. :)
(Song: Deep Blue Something. Movie: 1961)

You say that we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from and we're falling apart
You'll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us still I know you just don't care
And I said, What about breakfast at Tiffany's?
She said, "I think I remember the film?
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got"
I see you, the only one who knew me
And now your eyes see through me I guess I was wrong
So what now it's plain to see we're over
And I hate when things are over when so much is left undone
And I said, What about breakfast at Tiffany's?
She said, "I think I remember the film?
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got"
You say that we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from and we're falling apart
You'll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us still I know you just don't care
And I said, What about breakfast at Tiffany's?
She said, "I think I remember the film?
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got"
And I said, What about breakfast at Tiffany's?
She said, "I think I remember the film?
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got"
And I said, What about breakfast at Tiffany's?
She said, "I think I remember the film?
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got"

Cool song, right? That will count as my research for today.
Got another post to write. ;)
-Wolfie
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Saturday, April 2, 2011

I still cannot believe I missed the first day. The *FIRST* day!!!!!
>.<
Anyways, I'm posting this a day late. I'm going to continue what I had planned for *yesterday.*

A is for....
Anaconda
(Today's research assignment)
So, first off... I don't like snakes very much. You have to admit, they're a little bit creepy. (A LITTLE BIT?!?!?!?!?! What the heck are you talking about?!?!?)
ANYWAYS, they're freaky when they're really close to you. Not so much as long as they are:
a) locked away... *anywhere*
b) a cartoon
c) just pictures on the Internet (although some of those are... o: )
But here's what I found out about the anaconda (yes, I looked it up on Wikipedia):
1. They are not venomous.
2. They are found in tropical South America.
3. The term "anaconda" can refer to any snake that constricts its prey.
4. They do not regularly hunt humans. (somehow that doesn't make them any less freaky...)
5. (and this would be why...) "Encounters between humans and anacondas *may be* dangerous".
Well, I don't know about you, but I think we're done here. *shudder*


Andrea
If you read *Watching Time Pass* PART TWO, then you should know who I am talking about. If not, go read it! (By the way, sorry about the sucky format. It would not let me put spaces between, well, the paragraphs. Sometimes you really worry about technology...)
Well, here's a short little scene:


Andrea
Somewhere in South America
Stopped keeping track of time

I crouched low, hidden behind the tall bushes. The sun was just beginning to sink under the horizon. The shadows made it difficult to see, but that wasn't the problem. It didn't really matter if I could see or not, as long as I was able to hear perfectly. I could not hear perfectly with the chattering of hundreds of animals; or the sound of a waterfall, somewhere in the distance; or that stupid clicking noise...
I froze, willing myself not to breathe, for just this second. I recognized that clicking. That stupid clicking...
It was like my mind split into two parts. One was screaming at the top of its internal voice every single reason why it was completely impossible for this clicking sound to be here. The other was more quiet, but much more insistent. It knew exactly what to do. I listened carefully. The clicking slowed down. There was a long pause. Long enough for me to become suspicious. And to have those suspicions confirmed.
A low voice, soft and haunting. A voice that I could not forget, despite the distance and time.
"Andrea," the voice whispered, softly, almost like a caress. I mentally cursed at her. Every word I knew, and even some that I made up on the spot. "We both know that it's pointless for you to pretend that you're not here..."
A cold feeling spread throughout my body. One that I recognized and despised.
Against my will, I stood up. I heard her careful footsteps, her quiet breathing. All other noises were mysteriously gone. I stared accusingly at Beatrice. I should have known she was behind it. That she was behind it all.
"How did you find me?" I spit out, anger making my vision blur.
"Oh, but aren't you happy to see me? I thought maybe we could be friends again. No, that wasn't it. You said, 'we shouldn't be enemies.' And followed with: 'until we find them all'. Yeah, that was it." Her gaze was cool and calculating.
"If I recall correctly," I threw back at her. "You threatened my right after with that exact thing." I pointed at the object in her palm. The Speider.
She shrugged off my response.
"I couldn't use it now even if I wanted to." I opened my mouth, but she kept talking. "I'm going back to Tenalp, for more supplies." She paused, measuring my reaction.
"Why are you telling me this, exactly?"
"Because you're going to be playing this game by yourself for a while. I don't want you to think that I've just given up. I will be back. And I will be more prepared. And I will win."
"So this is just a game?" I asked her, even though I knew her answer.
"Isn't everything?" She stepped back, blending into the trees. But I knew she was still there.
"I guess so," I said quietly, waiting for her to leave. Though nothing had changed, I knew she was gone now. She just had that sort of presence.


Anonymous
So, this isn't a memory, so much as an explanation. I really like that I am relatively anonymous. (I say relatively because Arlee Bird and Stephanie actually know *who* I am. You know, us being related and all.) And I like that no one (other than those mentioned above) knows my age. It makes me more mysterious, right? (That was supposed to be a joke.) And I like this because I don't feel like I have to hold back. I feel like I can openly express my opinions without someone nagging that I'm too young or too old. Yet another reason why I love blogging so much.
Now I know that not a lot of people are anonymous in this Bloggy World. (At least, not as far as I can tell.) And maybe you don't necessarily share my opinions. But hey, you can't kill me for it if you don't know who I am. 0_o
-Wolfie
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