Sunday, May 30, 2010

The Incident

Hey Bloggie,
I know it’s been a while, but that’s only because I’ve been apprehensive about writing down the incident. Nevertheless life moves on and I might as well just say it. So let’s start at the beginning.

You know my post about the horrible day? Well it turns out scraping my knee was only the tip of the iceberg. Even though my mom told me not to, I had brought my cell to school that day. That night I was going to take a picture of my graduation dress to show to Serena, when I checked my backpack and could not find it. I wasn’t too worried; I’m always losing stuff and there was a small possibility that it was somewhere in my house. On Tuesday I checked my school but couldn’t find it, so when I got home I looked for it around the house. Now, I was getting worried. I told my mom and she said to double check around school so I did. Still nothing.

My mom picks me up from school on Wednesday, so I told her it was still missing. I didn’t have school that Friday because of some teachers in service meeting, so I said if I didn’t find it by Thursday I wanted her to cancel my account ant I would pay for a new cell with my grandfather’s money I never used (100 for Christmas and 100 for my birthday). It never got to that point.

I was checking my mail when I saw people were commenting on something on Facebook. So I log onto Facebook and guess what the first words I see? No, not magical pony (good guess though) but instead “I HATE YOU BITCHES” as MY Facebook status. Under the status it has comments from different people asking what is going on and one – from Neena – asking what was I cursing her and Serena out. Of course I’m in shock because I did no such thing. That’s when I notice that the status was posted via mobile Facebook. My mom just so happened to be walking through the door from work at that point so I ran to her (she would later say that from the way I was acting when I ran to her she thought the house was burning down or something!) and told her someone was impersonating me and that she needs to cancel my phone account.

While she is canceling my account I started to tell people it was not me who had posted the status and that they should not believe any bad status. Well I guess the person who had my phone was not done because they posted a status (under my name!!!) saying “Chill out, I found my phone.” I of course told my mom who was on the phone with Verizon about it and again told people that I had NOT found my phone! Finally my phone was shut down, I changed my Facebook password and I start asking Neena what happened. I guess the person texted her and Serena saying that I hated them and that I didn’t want to be friends anymore. I told her to inform Serena that it wasn’t true and she did. The next day I told my friends what happened and asked Serena more about what happened.

In the end Verizon sent me a new phone right away (I had it by Thursday evening, the fiasco having occurred Wednesday evening), Serena and Neena understood and didn’t hold it against me, and everything went back to normal, but I can’t help but wonder. Who would hate me enough to try to mess up my life? Who is my enemy? It had to be someone in my class since they would have to have been aware of my previous arguments with Neena and Serena (they only targeted them from my phone list) but after this year I wouldn’t imagine anyone doing it. I have become pretty close to the girls in my class to a point where I don’t see anyone of them as backstabbing, and this incident is too bitchy to be a guy. So who? Now that’s the burning question...


Friday, May 14, 2010

Atypical Pet Names

I found another reason for why I must be crazy/something must be wrong with me. I was thinking for names for future pets (most likely cats since I'm not really a dog person) and this was what I came up with:
  1. Hester
  2. Agnes Grey
  3. Agatha
Yeah, not exactly Coco and Cinnamon type names.

P.S Drama happened this week again, don't feel like writing it down right now so I'll do it for my next post.

Monday, May 10, 2010

If I Stay by Gayle Forman

So I have decided to start giving reviews in different novels. No, I’m not doing this professionally so I won’t be giving the before the books come out (sadly). However if you ever want to buy a book and don’t know which one, my blog will give reviews of some of my favorites.

Synopsis: In a single moment, everything changes. Seventeen-year- old Mia has no memory of the accident; she can only recall riding along the snow-wet Oregon road with her family. Then, in a blink, she finds herself watching as her own damaged body is taken from the wreck... A sophisticated, layered, and heartachingly beautiful story about the power of family and friends, the choices we all make—and the ultimate choice Mia commands.

How I Heard About It: So little over a year ago I was in the car, reading through my Entertainment Weekly magazine, as my Mom drove me to Borders. The second I read their review I knew I had to find that book. I ran to the young adult section of the store and there it was waiting for me.

First Impression: My first impression of the novel was it was going to be one of those books that can make you cry your eyes out and reflect on your life…yada, yada, yada. Let me tell you right now; I was not wrong. I did make me cry and reflect but, at the same it I wasn’t crying so much tears of sadness but tears for life in general. No matter how much you love or hate your life, things can change in a single second. You just better hope you made the best of the time you had.

Cover: I have the original hardcover version, so the cover is different. Personally I prefer the Hardcover version. It embraces more of the theme of life and love than the theme of death which I feel the Paperback cover illustrates.

Dislikes: None.

Final Thoughts: I have wholeheartedly fallen in love with this book. More than a year later I still can’t get it out of my mind. It really makes you stop and reflect on what is truly important in life. I am personally not the type of person to cry – actually I’m the first to roll my eyes when someone cries over a book or a movie, normally my Mom – but as I read the last words of this novel my eyes were tearing up. Moving and haunting, it’s pure perfection.

Carrie and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

So this is only going to be a quick post since I should be doing both my home work and working on my book Incandescent (Ever's story), but I just needed to say a couple of things. First and foremost... Serena and I are friends again. Yeah after a month er finally made up. What happened was that her brother is sick in the hospital so her mother asked my mom to bring her to the dance. As we are getting into the car she taps me on the shoulder and asks if I'm still angry. Well I said no and that led us to talking out what happened. Let's just say by the time we walked into the dance we were laughing.

The second thing I wanted to say is that I am having the worst day ever! I keep falling all over the place. Like earlier I kept bumping into people and tripping, but it wasn't until I was leaving school and fell and scraped my knee that it was really bad. So right now my knee really hurts! Ooch, Ouch! Well, have to get back to homework and writing so ta-ta for now.


P.S. I had my placement exams on Saturday, and though I did horribly in math, I met some kids and talked. They seemed nice and a lot like the people I know right now so I'm not worried so much for September anymore!

Wednesday, May 5, 2010


So I recently found out one of the girls in my class is depressed. Not just sad, like really depressed. I’m not going to mention her name because that wouldn’t be nice, but what I can tell is why. It actually matches up perfectly to an article I read in Seventeen. She’s an overachiever, one of those reach for the stars type, but not only because of her. Her parents are really hard on her. Everyone knows that, but what we didn’t k now was how hard. Until know.

Let me start with how I found out. So I’m graduating from eighth grade on June 11th, so all the eighth grade parents had a meeting tonight to discuss what they should do after the ceremony. It’s going to only be catered dinner with a dance after it like normal (we wanted the pool party or sleepover, but whatever) in the church basement, so technically the meeting was useless.

Well, the moms were talking when Depressed Girl’s friend’s mom told the other moms that the girl had been talking to teachers and to her because her parents won’t speak with her after her last report card. The girl didn’t even fail! The worst grade she had was in the B’s! I knew her parents where tough, her dad is the whole reason I didn’t do soccer last year or this year – he acts like he’s training us for the world cup instead of a stupid middle school soccer game –, but this is just over the top. Just because she got a B, she’s shunned?!?!?

I hope things get better for her. Over the summer I read this article in Seventeen about cutting. Most of the girls who cut themselves were the overachiever-reach-for-the-stars-have-to-be-perfect-at-all-time type. I can only imagine what stress she must be under; her family won’t speak with her, she must feel the constant pull of having to be perfect in everything, and then she has to put on this happy demeanor? Yeah, this year she’s been acting more serious, but she still seems like a happy person. I hope things turn out ok.


Sunday, May 2, 2010

The Best Day

Hey Guys,
So yesterday I was all excited because of my realization and determination. Well, I’m still excited! Last night I stayed up until 6:30am working on an outline of the novel so I know what is going to happen and so. For the first time I knew everything. I didn’t have one doubt except for some names, but those doubts were resolved with my baby name book that I swiped from my aunt last year and old Celtic/ Irish names on the internet.

I can feel it; this is my story to tell. I still have a lot of work to do though. But I’m not worried. Lat night (this morning to noon actually) I had a dream that I finished the book. I’m taking that as a good omen. So I decided to look up dream meaning and this is what I got.
dream interpretation
meaning of dream
In our daily life, books are a source of information and a place to gain knowledge. They can be inspirational, and their messages are sometimes so strong that they change our lives. The books in our dreams can represent our memories, learned understanding, ideas, or viewpoints. They can alert us to the fact that we have something new to learn and that we should spend time on mastering new tasks. Pay attention to what kind of book you are seeing in your dream and its purpose in the larger context of the dream. Also, note reading any passages or specific messages from the book. At times the book may be pointing to new themes or purposes in your life. Pay attention! The unconscious mind is constantly making attempts to communicate with the conscious in such ways that the dreamer will recognize it without panic or denial. Superstition-based dream interpretations say that if you are dreaming of books, you can be assured of slow but steady progress in your life

dream interpretation
meaning of dream
Writing is a means of communication. In dreams it may be a symbol of communicating with others, but it mostly represents communication with oneself. If you are writing in a dream or reading someone else's writing, it may be an unconscious effort to become aware of forces or issues in life. Writing is a secondary form of communication. Speaking is more direct and less cumbersome for most. Thus, the written message in your dream may be disguised or may be less genuine than other forms of receiving information from the unconscious. You may be trying to figure something out and this might be the first step in that process.

So yeah, have no idea if this has anything to do with me…but whatever. I guess with writing I am trying to figure things out, and with it being a book it can be my view points and that I have something new to learn. The book was Ever’s story (I don’t know why but I keep calling my books by its main character’s name) so its purpose was to inform about my ideas and how I will write this book. But I think it’s the last part about books that is best. I am on a slow but steady progress in my life.

I’m still not talking to Serena, but I’ll be ok Life can suck, but high school will be better. I’m falling Math, Science, and have D’s in history and Geography. I have NEVER had grades like this before. But Friday I got an 87 on my Math quiz, and let me tell you, it felt awesome! It was ten question and I got one wrong and three points off another because I forgot to put the “x” variable in the problem. Just a stupid mistake, nothing big. Life is getting better. Yesterday my Mom brought me to Old Wethersfield. It is this old historic town in the not too far from the Silas Dean Highway.

You would never know. All the houses are historic and can not be changed so it looks like the town is frozen in different times. Some in the pilgrim times, some in the colonial times, and some in the Victorian/ turn of the century (early 1900’s). But what was really special was that she brought me to Wethersfield Cove. She said that used to be her place when she got away, and now she was sharing it with me. Yesterday was like that song The Best Day by Taylor Swift. I have had so much drama and friend problems, but in the end of the day I still have my mom. We didn’t argue or anything. I was perfect. I wrote this poem when I got home.

Thank You
Years go by
We fight
You drive me crazy
I return the favor

I’m growing up
And you’re scared
You see I’m no longer a baby
Nevertheless you can’t let go

But today
Today was good
Today life was simple
Today was with you

You showed me your old hide away
You passed it on
Now it’s mine
Or at least it will be
When I can drive

Thank you
For making me forget
For making memories
For being there when no one else was


P.S Here is my favorite quote from the song “The Best Day” by Taylor Swift.

I'm thirteen now and don't know how my friends could be so mean
I come home crying and you hold me tight and grab the keys
And we drive and drive until we found a town far enough away
And we talk and window shop 'til I've forgotten all their names

I don't know who I'm gonna talk to now at school
But I know I'm laughing on the car ride home with you
Don't know how long it's gonna take to feel okay
But I know I had the best day with you today

Saturday, May 1, 2010


Hey guys,

I am sooo excited! Guess what happened today? No idea? Okay, I’ll just tell you. So I was thinking about how I can not wait to write Kaela's story – how I have it all planned out for the most part – while I was reading Radiant Shadows, the newest novel in Melissa Marr’s Wicked Lovely series. The series explores the world of Fearie and all its courts. There is the summer court, the winter court, the dark court, and then there is the High Queen which is basically the head honcho. Yeah it’s probably my greatest inspiration for writing about fearies.

Well I was reading the book (I technically just started) when I felt the longing to write Kaela’s. That’s when it hit me; I should just write it. I mean I’ll change Kaela, make it another character. That’s the only tie to Lulu’s series. I can finally write about something I really like.

I’ve always loved faeries. Ever since I read about Tinkerbell as a third, fourth, and fifth grader I’ve been obsessed with fearies. Then, in sixth grade, I read Wicked Lovely and discovered a different world of fearies. A darker one that I loved tenfold. I already came up with a name. Ever Moore. You know, like forevermore. Eternity. Perfect name fore a fearie. I came up with the name when I was writing “Ever since…” earlier in this paragraph.

I’ve read a book about a girl named Ever, actually the book was named Evermore (by Alyson Noel), but the girl’s name was Ever Bloom. Pretty, taken, and I’m okay with that. Mine fits the character better. And it reminds me of Edgar Allan Poe’s poem The Raven, since the poem repeats the words “Forevermore” and “Nevermore”.

The only problem I still have is the fearie courts that are supposed to be at war. I’ve read different books since reading Wicked Lovely, and I’ve discovered other names for courts. Unseelie and Seelie courts are the most known, but Holly Black wrote about them in her books, Valiant, Tithe, and Ironside. I’m thinking about a day and night court, maybe that will work. Maybe I’ll text Yoda about it. Either way, I’m really excited!