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I really don’t know what to call this post.

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I’m sure you remember that I once posted about my earlier writing work (and how horrid it was). I recently came across this video of John Green’s reflection on his earlier work. I don’t feel so bad any more.

I sympathize with John Green.

Today, I discovered my younger brother’s poetry journal. I will publish my favorites here:

HAIKU

Freezing icy rain

Pesky mosquitos retreat

It is now winter.

 

GREEK OLIVES

Looks like a wrinkly purple oval.

Sounds like, “YUM!”

Tastes sour and bitter

Smells like…well…an olive.

Feels wrinkly on the outside, juicy inside, and hard in the center. 

Find it at the store!

 

THE LION

The Lion 

shakes it’s golden mane 

on a granite boulder

because it’s king.

 

I AM

I am silly and courageous.

I wonder what our future holds.

I hear silent daffodils.

I see ghasping tulips.

I want a peaceful life.

 

I am silly and courageous.

I pretend many things.

I feel worried about the future.

I touch my own mind.

I worry about the future. 

I cry about death.

 

I am silly and courageous. 

I understand Earth is a pebble in the infinity of everything. [He has a very interesting mind sometimes…]

I say I say, War is pointless!

I dream of world peace. [Seriously, what is it with kids and world peace?]

I try to do my best.

I hope summer comes pronto.

I am silly and courageous.

 

He did a biopoem, too. But he did it on an angry bird character:

Red.

Round, red, feathery, angry,

sibling of Chuck, Blue, Mighty, Terrence, Bomb, and Matilda,

Who loves eggs,

Who fears pigs,

Who needs physics lessons,

Who gives destruction,

Who wants to see the eggs hatch,

Resident of the nest,

Bird.

 

He also had to write a poem about a color. He chose black.

BLACK

Black Shadows, 

Pitch darkness,

Sheep,

Mourning,

Screeches,

Moo,

Dry Plums,

Burnt food,

Liquorice,

Ash,

Metal,

Black Labrador Retriever dogs,

Black is many things.

 

SUN

Sun

Firey yellow

Burning Blinding Shining

Bright star Reflecting rock

Glowing Rotating Astonishing

Distant Craters 

Moon.

 

This one is very logical. I’m glad to see that my rhyming skills are still at level with my brother’s. He titled this simply: RHYME.

There was a cat

Who found a rat

And also found a mat

And wondered why it was flat.

Why was it so flat?

Because it is a mat.

Why did the cat get the rat?

Because he was a cat.

 

WATCH OUT WORLD OF POETRY, HE’S GOING INTO MIDDLE SCHOOL.

[Sorry you had to scroll so much to read all of this post.]

 

The Things She Carried

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  1. CHORES:  This consists of mowing the lawn, folding clothes, driving my mom places… You see, my mom fell off my loft bed a couple days a go and hit her back on the way down. She broke two ribs and collapsed a lung. So, the chore responsibilities fall to me.
  2. WRITING: I should totally be done planning my novel by now. (It’s been what…six months?) Therefore, I am opening it up to you, dear reader. What do you want to see in a character? That’s where I’m stuck. It’s hard coming up with a solid, realistic, quirky character, so I require your help. (The main character is a 17 year-old girl, Celestia, who’s mad at her parents for moving her to France her senior year. There’s also a 17 year-old boy, Luc, who could use more developing.)
  3. READING: Cursed Crime and Punishment…
  4. DOCTOR WHO: Hark! David Tennant is calling out to me…
  5. COLLEGE: I just sent in one application, I have to send another application soon, I’m looking into attending the honors college, too. I have a lot of questions to ask, too, but I’m not sure what questions they are. (Besides this one: Do juniors in the honors college really have to prepare a 45-minute thesis defense presentation in front of a bunch of staff members within a week of their thesis’s completion?)
  6. SCHOLARSHIPS: With all the money we’ve had to spend on medical emergencies lately (my brother broke his toe jumping off a bed), it seems I’m going to really need a scholarship. And if I get a full-ride scholarship, I could get a car, which leads me to my next number…
  7. LICENSE: I need three more hours of nighttime driving until I can take a road test. Help. Me.
  8. LIBRARY: Yeah, I know this sounds bad. “Tori, you already have so much on your plate…Why would you want more books?” Novels are my kryptonite. I can’t help it. I need novels.
  9. NEWSPAPER: Is my school newspaper getting together anytime soon? How will I know, since I lack a Twitter?
  10. GOODREADS: Gosh, I really haven’t been keeping up with all my books lately. Whoops.
  11. EATING: Yeah, there’s a rumbly in my tumbly.
  12. SOCIAL LIFE: Aww, who am I kidding?
  13. SLEEPING: so…tired…
  14. SEEING: I got new glasses! I’m trying to adjust to my world being clear all of the sudden. It’s odd.

    These are my glasses. They’re from Bebe.

  15. CHURCH: Yeah, it’s not really a burden. More of a release. But then again, eating isn’t a burden either. Nor reading or writing… They’re just on my mind a lot.
  16. COLLAPSIBLE LUNG: Relient K has a new CD. It’s (IRONICALLY) called “Collapsible Lung.” It sounds a lot different from anything else they’ve ever done. I need to devour it and decide if I like the change or not. This is my favorite song from it so far:

I also like Collapsable Lung, I Can’t Complain, and If I Could Take You Home. 🙂

Pride and Prejudice

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So. I finally read Pride and Prejudice. It took me a 24-hour period.

I’m now a Jane Austen fan and I’m ardently in love with Mr. Darcy. Honestly, why don’t men like him exist anymore? Moreover, why can’t I exist in early 1800’s Britain?? Please?

Anyways, I found this neat little flow chart. I can’t tell if I’m Darcy or Bingley… Who are you? (Yes, Gigi, the flowchart is based on the Lizzie Bennet diaries)

Who are you?

Personally, I think Gigi is Lizzie and Liv is Jane, but I could always be wrong. 🙂

And cue the maniacal laughter…

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Gigi has swung the ball back in my court.  Here are 15 statements that create her personality.

  1. Gigi spends most of her time studying for school. In her free time, she typically peruses the internet or texts me.
  2. Gigi stubbornly refuses to get a Pinterest. YOU WON’T LAST FOREVER, GIGI.
  3. Gigi, Justine, and I went to a zoo last summer. That is where I found out just how serious Regina’s fear of butterflies was.
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    This is a butterfly from said venture to the zoo.

     

  4. Gigi played the clarinet.
  5. Several days ago, I introduced her to her first peep.
  6. She likes anime.
  7. She judges you silently.
  8. She lives off Taco Bell, McDonald’s, her mother’s asian food, seaweed, and Fererro Rochers.
  9. She introduced me to Mochi.
  10. Her dream is to be able to assess the value of one’s life. (Yes. I said “one’s”.)
  11. She literally explores every possible word in Scrabble, even if it sounds like absolute gibberish.
  12. She has absolutely nothing on her white bedroom walls. AND SHE HAS MORE SPACE THAN I DO.
  13. She frequently takes online quizzes for herself and her friends.
  14. She sucks at video games.
  15. She really likes reading Jane Austen and Meg Cabot. And she went through the “Twilight Phase” once. Yes, I remember…

Let me catch you up…

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In case you’re reading this and are seriously intrigued by my life (HOW?), let me catch you up on what happened the past two weeks.

1) I went on vacation to a beautiful island in the Caribbean. You’d expect me to come back either tan or burnt, right? NOPE. I’m still as pale as Tom Sawyer’s fence. But that’s okay–I’m still sticking to my belief that pale will come back in season any day now. And how do tan people get pale again? “Spray-on white” doesn’t exactly exist.

2) From said island, I bought souvenirs for my friends and family. I bought a little drum for my younger brother, as he plays the drum. It’s constructed from carved wood and an animal pelt. My brother’s in boy scouts, so I figured he wouldn’t mind the animal pelt. What I didn’t consider was my dog. Yep. My brother put the drum on a shelf in his room. Now, my dog spends his days sitting in said room, staring up at that animal pelt with wide eyes. He was completely spooked by me for the next two days, and tried to avoid me altogether, as though he believed I had killed that animal myself, and would not hesitate to use him for the same purpose.

His behavior has improved very much. He’s even eating his dry dog food without human food bribery.

3) I watched the new Les Miserables movie (with Anne Hathaway) in my french class–SO GOOD. Now, days later, the songs still play on in my head. “I’M JEAN VALJEAN.”

4) My school got a new web filtering system. It won’t allow students to access tumblr, pinterest, or WORDPRESS. WordPress! I’m in shock. And now, it allows us to access some sort of “clean youtube search” website. But here’s the catch–we can’t watch the videos. The district is just torturing us, now. If we were dogs, they’d be holding a bone just out of our reach.

Yeah. I think that encompasses my past couple of weeks pretty well.