I moved to Blogger!

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As brought up by lovely Anon, my friends and I started this blogging community over on blogspot. I decided to migrate there.

Farewell!

I was the Severus Snape of this generation.

 

Seriously. (You have no idea how hard it was to restrain myself from putting “Sirius,” but I didn’t want to jeopardize the very few readers I have left)

I sat in dark, mucky corners with my nose buried in a textbook. On my tests, I wrote in small, cramped writing all the way to the margins, making sure I didn’t leave anything out. I died protecting my unrequited love’s son and beat innocent children. (Okay, not really. I don’t love anyone except fictional characters, and I haven’t beaten any children as of yet.)

Okay, you’re thinking. So you’re a pretty good Snape so far, besides the slight detail of opposite genitalia. But you missed the most vital thing that makes Snape Snape. And with out it, how dare you compare yourself to that sexy, Slytherin beast?

Don’t worry. I didn’t leave it out.

That’s right. I had his hair, too.

Long, greasy hair that hung in front of my face. Not black, but dark brown, that pertained a look like I haven’t washed it in weeks. But really, I washed it EVERY DAY. I remember coming home crying in 7th grade because my friends said I had greasy hair. Have you looked in a mirror at all in the past four years? they said when I looked at them with confusion. And of course I did, but I was in denial.

And then came the vigorous washing every night. Reading up on the internet about different mixtures and shampoos. Touching my hair only a limited about per day. And still – I LOOKED LIKE THE GIRL SNAPE.

Sevaline. Sevilia. Sevanie. Whatever.

And it wasn’t until two days ago, two years later, that I came up with the solution.I wasn’t using enough shampoo.

My hair is thick. Thick and full. I have twice as much hair on my head than normal people. So why shouldn’t I use twice as much as shampoo?

I tried it on Tuesday, lathering my hair with the amount of shampoo appropriate for a small elephant. And I came out looking like some Victoria’s Secret model or something. (Woah there, Tianna! Let’s not get too cocky)

And it made me wonder, maybe just maybe, how much the Harry Potter series could have changed if I could go back, find Severus, and teach him the Sacred Art. The Art of Finally Clean Hair.

 

So, it’s been a while!

After my too-long hiatus, I came back with a dashboard full of unapproved comments on my Wrock songs and M.o.M. lyrics! Wow, thank you! I got to hear from a lot of really nice people. (:

I will try and post more. Like, seriously.

Somethings that have happened while I was gone:

• I won the Harry Potter sweepstakes. Okay, well, my sister did, but I figured that was going to be the only time you’ll ever see me write “I” and “won” and “sweepstakes” in the same sentence (unless I write “I HAVE NOT won the Harry Potter sweepstakes, which is certainly more likely), so I should seize the moment. Yup, $500 of Harry Potter stuff – wand pens, t-shirts (Yippie, as I currently have only 5 which I wear every week in a different order ^^), STATIONARY SET (super cool), and other stuff. <3 Tay is the luckiest person I have ever known. She used to win all the baskets at our elementary school’s Ice Cream Social, too. She needs to enter the lottery. Thanks again, sis!

• I turned fifteen on July 16, 2011. I’ll quickly mention my birthday presents, too: from my mom, a 15 dollar iTunes giftcard and gum // from my dad, money to either spend or save // from my friends, book, cards, water bottle, and this awesome book called “Double Dare Book for Girls” or something like that // and from my sister, Harry Potter bracelets, Cooking Mama (a game which I can now say is particularly awesome), and Harry Potter Playstation games // and from my brother, nothing. xD For my birthday party, we went to go to the midnight premiere and I brought along two friends. My birthdays have always been extra-special to me, because that’s when all the Harry Potter premieres and release dates have landed on or been close to. The Deathly Hallows Part Two Midnight Premiere was no exception. <3 Which leads me onto the next topic…

• Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2. I figure you’ve already read too much Harry Potter reviews and “this isn’t the end!” type of stuff, so I won’t go on about that [right now]. But I will say Harry Potter HAS forever changed my life, starting with my mom reading HPatSS every night before I went to bed when I was little.  Thank you, JK Rowling, for my childhood. We have home-videos of me and my siblings decked up in Harry Potter robes, fighting trolls. xD (PS: The DH movie certainly has some moments that can make the fanfiction go crazy, right?)

• The Fault in Our Stars by John Green is coming out FIVE MONTHS early. I’m super excited to read it. Of course, I’ve already forced my mom to pre-order it for me. (:

• I’ve read 100 books in my goal of 50 already. Safe to say, my goal has now been upped to120.

• Going to Harry Potter Under the Big-Top event at Circus, Circus, and winning so much stuff. 15 private showing tickets to DH midnight premiere, the Sorting Hat, 5 Harry Potter posters, 3 Harry Potter t-shirts, and 3 HP keychains. We went dressed up as well. My mom looks so much like Bellatrix, it’s UNREAL.

• I went (finally) to a voice doctor, where I got to see some pretty gnarly up-close pictures of my vocal chords. So my left (or was it my right?) vocal chord has been scarred or stiff or something ever since I was a baby. Looks like I’m perpetually going to have this soft voice unless I wish to partake in surgery (um, not really) but I’ll be starting voice therapy sessions in September.

To wrap it off, THANK YOU EVERYONE who has been coming to this site despite my absence. (:

Don’t stop believin’!

Three months ago, the eighth grade had to do a writing exam. This consisted of completing two essays with their respective prompts in a marathon of two (yes, only two!) hours. And we can just forget about breaks here.

As we all know, if you hand me even ONE paper to write in two hours, I stress out. I do better with un-timed free writes where the administrators aren’t breathing down our necks the entire time (because there must be a dictionary hidden in the eraser shavings, or a thesaurus tattooed on our elbow).

I left the room devastated and went home crying to my mom about how it was one of the worst essays  I’ve ever written. Sure, the first one was okay – but the second one. Forget about. On a scale of 1-10, 10 being the worst, mine was Twilight. I worried that I came across too witty and care-free in the last essay. I might have seemed even a  little insane. I cracked stupid jokes and finished the essay with cheesy one-liner, partly because I wanted to be original, mostly because I only had 2 minutes left.  But after looking back, I was convinced I hadn’t taken it seriously enough and earned a zero. Cue the crying.

But as I found out just today.

 I got the highest score out of all the eighth grade. My sister told me at lunch because she has the same English teacher, and although my friend’s ears weren’t severly damaged, a chicken nugget was flung half way across the room.

An 11.5 out of 12. No one got a perfect score, but I was darn close to. I keep on thinking that I’m going to get a letter that says, “Sorry, we made a mistake. Forgot to move the decimal one place ever. 1.15. Welcome to the streets!”

Although I’m more than thankful to have earned the best score, why me? I’m certianly not the best writer, but I enjoy it all the same.When speaking fails me (which happens often enough), I refer to writing.

Take this as a lesson. Believe in yourself. Whenever you think you did the wost job ever, it might turn out to be the best. x3

A Very Bookish Week

Just got back from a jog around the neighborhood. My sister and I were supposed to do a whole track work out at the school, but the weather was so sucky that we decided on a quick run instead.

If you haven’t figured out, it’s spring break this weekend. That’s the sole reason I have this much time to post. I’ve been reading so much this week – finished 3 books and started on a 4th. I’ve now read 45 books this year; my goal was 50, but I think it’s safe to say I should bump it up a bit. How about 100? 115? I’ll need some more book recommendations, so if any of you few people that actually go on here, feel free to leave some titles.

I think I’ll name some of the most awesome books I’ve read so far in 2011.

• Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins
• This Isn’t What it Looks Like by Pseudonymous Bosch (first time ever spelling his name right)
• The Forest of Hands and Teeth by Carrie Ryan
• The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
• Zombicorns by John Green
• and City of Bones by Cassandra Clare

I’ve always been a bit of a reader, but without this project I think it’s safe to say I would never have read this amazing books. I would definitely recommend checking some of them out.

That’s all for now!

P.S. Should I do book reviews? I’m lookin into the idea.