Spell Girl

Ahh-- soooooo super so super sorryy!

2012-01-31T20:02:00.000-09:00

It's been a really long day, I'm super tired, and I still have to read a grotesque poem for my 8am Shakespeare class (and it's 4 minutes past minute now).

Part 3 tomorrow-- I'll try my hardest to make that happen (tomorrow's crazy, too, though, and I'm really sorry!!!).

Go check out Dub J's blog; you can hate him instead of me after you read the post about the scary graphic novel Reddit thing.

Here's a cute (did I say cute? I meant 'cat') thing to look at; I like cuteboyswithcats.

Enjoy!

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part 3 tomorrow!

2012-01-30T20:20:00.001-09:00

Cat-Attack: Chapter 2.

2012-01-29T16:11:00.001-09:00

Chapter 2:

Leaving her tags by the door, Miss Fluff-Fluff left the McPoodle-Face house once and for all with only a bone and a collar, afraid and unsure about the dog-eat-dog world she would now face alone.

She wasn't alone for long, however....

With tears streaming down her furry face, Miss Fluff-Fluff McPoodle-Face walked along the dusky roads of New York City, looking for a hole to hide in and a piece of quiet to cry in. She found niether, though, and before she knew it, she was being followed.

At first, Miss Fluff-Fluff assumed it was one of her 13 siblings, or even her inbred Father, calling her home (not that she would go after how mean they'd all been), but, frighteningly enough, it wasn't one of them. It wasn't even a Cavaliar King Charles Spaniel. It wasn't even a dog.

"Hey kid; wait up," purred a pussycat, strolling up the street with a silky smooth strut that'd grace any catwalk. It was none other than the infamous prowler of the night--a cat that Miss Fluff-Fluff only knew from warning pictures thrust in her face around town and in her own, old home--it was none other than Sugar Da Boog-Boog. A stray cat known for his game-playin' and puppy-lovin'. He was scary.

"Me?" Miss Fluff-Fluff asked Da Boog-Boog nervously. She didn't want to talk with the cat, even if she didn't think low of him. He just seemed like trouble because of what he did, not because he was a feisty-fresh feline with a hankerin' for a hot piece of puppy pie.

Da Boog-Boog laughed a sinister laugh, his eyes glowing goldly in the dark street, the color of the streetlamps that faintly lit the dark. "Why, you look like a pup from the McPoodle-Face family. And quite fluffy to boot, young one. You wouldn't happen to be the youngest doggie-dog, Miss Fluff-Fluff, are ya now?" Da Boog-Boog was stepping towards Miss Fluff-Fluff, creeping her out.

"Stop, Sugar Da Boog-Boog," barked a deep voice form behind Miss Fluff-Fluff, causing both of the animals to nearly jump out of their skin. Miss Fluff-Fluff spun around, shocked at the handsome, tall, golden-haired mutt defending her honor. He was a handsome dog, and Miss Fluff-Fluff knew he could be trusted.

Tune in tomorrow for the last chapter (p.s. thanks to google for our cast!-- I thought it'd be a fun addition to the tale!)

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Whoops--TOMORROW!

2012-01-28T18:01:00.001-09:00

Sorry all-- busy day I've had. Part two of the story will be tomorrow. In the mean time, here are some pictures I took today on my walk. Enjoy! :)

Thanks for understanding, in regards to the story :/

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Short Story of the Day: Cat-attack: Chapter 1.

2012-01-27T11:48:00.000-09:00

Hope you like the title of this story, and the story itself (this is chapter 1 of 3). And I hope you like this picture, which inspired it (those are all funny, by the way, so enjoy)!

Sir Scruffy McPoodle-Face was a beloved member of the canine community, a generous patrician of the 'Save-the-Strays' committees, and he was widowed father to fourteen, beautiful puppies (his wife had been hit by a car soon after her second litter, leaving Sir Scruffy broken-hearted).

However, Sir Scruffy McPoodle-Face wasn't perfect; he had come from a line of purebred Cavalier King Charles Spaniels, and thus had learned a terrible falsity, which he believed with his whole, doggy heart: purebreds dogs were better than mutts, and even mutts were better than any other animals.

Sir Scruffy wasn't quiet about these opinions, either. During his walks with the local spaniels, he would discuss how other, passing canines were of lesser breed (or, "god forbid," mixed breed) than he, and then, when Sir Scruffy was home with his pups, he would even go so low as to comment on the other spaniels he did his daily walks with, suggesting only Cavalier King Charles Spaniels were the best.

13 of his litter ate up his scraps of wisdom, yet 1 pup-- the youngest pup, named Miss Fluff-Fluff McPoodle-Face-- found his words twisted, and knew, deep down, they were wrong. One day, she finally questioned her Father over dinner (they dined on the finest meal of steaks and kibble).

"Father, if us Cavalier King Charles Spaniels are so great, then why can no one ever tell us apart from plain King Charles Spaniels? And why is our last name McPoodle-Face if poodles are lesser breeds than us? Aren't dogs all basically the same, no matter what they look like? We all basically like taking long walks, like playing fetch, and like eating, right? We all the same, right?" Miss Fluff-Fluff knew her Father well enough to expect his gruff reply, but she hadn't expected the utter look of betrayal Sir Scruffy McPoodle-Face shot his youngest and most fluffy daughter. Sir Scruffy loves Miss Fluff-Fluff most of his kin, and knew this runt of the litter was most assuredly the smartest, as well as the smallest and most beloved (and, again, fluffy).

"How would you like to spend a night in the doghouse, Miss Fluff-Fluff?" Sir Scruffy threatened his daughter in a harsh growl, causing some of the other pups to bark and howl in fear and some agreement (though Miss Fluff-Fluff could see the confusion spread across their furry faces).

"It's just a question, Dad. No need to call the kennel," Miss Fluff-Fluff said, trying to calm her irrational Father. He wouldn't be calmed.

"It's thinking like that that messes everything up," Sir Scruffy said bitterly. Miss Fluff-Fluff scowled, taking a bite of her kibbles and chewing slowly, thinking.

"I disagree," she finally told her Father, taking a deep breath. She really hadn't wanted to start a barking match tonight.

But it seemed Sir Scruffy didn't want to start one either.

"Fine. Disagree. But no one living under my roof will believe and support such scummy thought, and no daughter of mine will either, so be gone, and you are no longer a daughter of mine."

And at that, Sir Scruffy turned his back on his daughter, and Miss Fluff-Fluff, in utter shock, was disowned. Her siblings, afraid of meeting her same fate, turned away from her turn, gaining what they hoped was even more love from their distant, cold Father. Miss Fluff-Fluff scoffed--they were stupid, brainwashed, snooty dogs, anyway, so she didn't expect any more or any less.

Leaving her tags by the door, Miss Fluff-Fluff left the McPoodle-Face house once and for all with only a bone and a collar, afraid and unsure about the dog-eat-dog world she would now face alone.

She wasn't alone for long, however....

Thanks again for reading, and check in again tomorrow for part 2!

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New Story and some life details!

2012-01-26T19:04:00.001-09:00

I feel like we've been distant later, spellreaders. Let me just catch you up with what's up in my life, and then I'll give ya'll a story chunk for just today (working on another new idea for a 3-parter).

First of all, as you all know, I'm back at SLU for the semester. It's been a rough week with lots of work, what with directing rehearsals every night for about 3 hours a sesh (session), but it's been fun and empowering. I'm feeling good about myself these days, and what I can do with what I've got (and how I can learn to do more, so I can do more with what I have, which will be more... is that sensical? ... Is sensical a word?)-- so yeah: life's good, but hectic and I'm all over the place these days in terms of the play and such, which is fun but exhausting. All in all, I'm running my life, but it's running me, too. Ya know?

But yeah-- that's what's up. If you want to suggest story ideas below, or give me positive reinforcement, I'm all for that :)

All right. Now here's a story that I wrote for the Hill News last Valentine's Day, and because I stumbled upon it and felt it was appropriate (since the oh-so-glam day is right around the corner), I figured I'd post it. Again, note that now I'm quoting the Hill News and not so much just taking something from my files, but I still hope that's cool. I mean, I'm citing them. ...It's theres. I just wanted to quote it... I don't know. I'd link it but it's not online. So here it is (and that's my explanation for the quotations... I'm not just that arrogant; I just don't want to somehow get in trouble just because this was officially been published in some way in a college newspaper... but yeah-- this is just me quoting a story, so I figure/hope it's cool).

"Heart-on-sleeve, Tongue-in-cheek

As the holiday season passes and our New Year’s Resolutions are made (maybe this will be the year I party less and study more), only one final winter festivity begs for our attention and celebration: Valentine’s Day.

Worse than D-Day, it’s “V-Day!”

Sure, it’s a few weeks away, but one must prepare oneself for the upcoming onslaught that’s paired with February Fool’s Day. Old couples bathing in their sickening, mushy-gushy love, new couples awkwardly forging through their premiere soiree d’amour, those lone wolves out there starving for recognition and truffles, and our country’s combined consumerism and materialism… this is what’s on the forecast for February 14^th.

“Riley, you sound bitter,” one may note smugly, citing my single status as the reason for my sour tone. But alas, caddy colleague, this is not the (main) reason for my degrading attitude towards this ominous occasion. Nay. The reason for my discontent this winter is due to the total lack of concern for consistent clichés on this lovey-dovey day.

Don’t get me wrong. I can stomach a round of clichés every now and again (otherwise I wouldn’t be able to watch “Glee”), but as an English Major, I can’t simply watch in horror as this festival of overused platitudes mocks both our culture and our native tongue as it’s memorialized.

I mean, seriously! “Roses are red, violets are blue, I’ve heard this before, how ‘bout something new?” Or what about, “Words cannot express how much I love you?” Why not just stick with the last 3 words and call it a day if that’s the best you can do?

Furthermore, if I see one more Snoopy or heart with limbs wishing me a “Happy Love Day” on a packet of chalk-flavored “Conversation Hearts,” I’m hunting down and taking my frustration out on Cupid… that diaper-wearing, bow-and-arrow-wielding Momma’s Boy (“Words Cannot Express” my issues with Cupid)...

Or how about those little card bundles you can buy in a 30-pack? If they’re “Beatles” themed, they say, “Love Me Do” or “All You Need is Love.” If they’re Scooby Doo themed, they range from “Jinkies, you’re cool and hot at the same time! You’re one mystery I can’t solve!” or “You’re what I’d do for a Scooby Snack!” (Okay, maybe the latter examples are not as popular, but that’s beside the point). Can’t kids just make their own cards and make them personal?

Where’s the originality, I wonder with an interrobang?! I enjoy receiving jewels as much as the next sensible girl, but if it’s heart-shaped and sterling silver, save you Tiffany’s gift receipt. I’d obviously appreciate the gesture, but I don’t want to match every girl on campus February 15^th. Plus, a better heart-shaped cliché to offer is a box of chocolates… I’ll let that cliché slide, due to delectability.

How about, to get creative this 2011 season, you go for a lover’s snowshoe hike through the Adirondacks (beware of bears), or throw a Valentine’s Day wild rave (beware of beers)? Or, you could make a sensational YouTube video for your beloved, or buy U2 concert tickets for you two? There are so many ways to avoid clichés!

Every year, it’s the same “slow-song and dance,” sometimes with a different dance partner, sometimes without one. I hope I’m not the only one that notices this and ails at the idea of this continuously cliché holiday.

I guess all I really ask of you this Valentine’s Day, my fellow classmates, is that you do me one favor.

Worry not about consumerism.

Fret not about materialism.

Fear not that I’m howling at the moon like the other lone wolves because my “Alpha Male” is still a “mystery man.”

Just avoid clichés. Please?

Happy Valentine’s Day! Oh, and for a postscript: Donate Blood in town on Valentine’s Day to keep someone else’s heart pumping this season of romance."

Thanks to the Hill News, though it's not like they know I posted this (sorry if this IS bad), and thanks for reading!

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New Story Soon!

2012-01-25T19:04:00.001-09:00

Sorry--

Alphabetical Disorder: Chapter 3.

2012-01-24T10:26:00.000-09:00

C gave E A...

C gave E A STD, the gift that keeps giving.

Surprisingly, E was O-K with this. "NBD," E said, shrugging. "I used to work in XXX films," C confessed, embarrassed. E LOL'd. "I like that," E said, shocking C. He waited for her to say J-K, but she didn't. She meant it. E liked that C was like a BMOC in the XXX film world (which C suggested as he went on to tell E all about his R-rated... or rather, X-rated, or NC-17 rated, life).

"I tried to buy you a F-in' awesome gift, like M&Ms, hot T, or K jewelers jewelry, because you're my GF," (and C liked E's double Ds, but he couldn't tell her that now). C felt like a bad BF.

"O, C! This STD is more personal than any PB&J or B&B in the world. As long as I don't have anything too bad. Because then I'll have to see a HMO or DR or someone for that."

It wasn't. It was just the ol' clap, and C and E lived together in infamy, happy (and itchy and burning and gross) as can B.

Sorry it got gross-- tryin' to keep it funny!

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Alphabetical Disorder: Chapter 2.

2012-01-23T18:23:00.000-09:00

C decided....

C decided that he would rent "V for Vendetta" (the movie starring the character V, and E-V), and see (C) if E liked it. When C suggested his plan to E, she said, "LOL. ROFL. LMFAO. Y?" And C took that was a no.

So C decided on A new M.O. Because E usually had B.O. (P-U!), C would buy her Q-tips and soap. E was, obviously, insulted. "WTF, C!" E shouted, embarrassed. C ran out of the house.

C ran all the way to the local P&C Grocery Store, bought stuff to make PB&Js (he wanted munchies for after E and he smoked a J), and wrote E a little love note (which included a p.s. and everything-- it made C sound like A Q-T).

And so, C gave E the card, food (AKA extra LBs for their BMIs), and also a CD! C hoped E would be pleased. She wasn't. "O, C... U R A G, but totally off when it comes to gifts."

C wouldn't give up, though. C had A last M.O. (before he went AWAL of E, or MIA, or ended up with A DOA certificate for overstressing about A gift). C had the best idea of all, A through Z.

C gave E A....

Tune in tomorrow for the last chapter, and to find out what's E's real M.O. TTYL! C ya soon! ("Something Wicked This Way Comes")

Alphabetical Disorder: Chapter 1.

2012-01-22T18:58:00.001-09:00

A New story begins now, riffing off the "Write by Numbers" tale.

E and C were BFFs since they were kids, and when they grew older, they found their hormones raging since E had XX chromosomes, and C had XY. Thus, E and C began to date.

C booked a room at the local B&B for E and he could get some R&R, catch some Zs, drink some PBR, and with the PBR, perhaps get F'd up.

Unfortunately, E wasn't O-K with the C's B&B M.O. E announced, "WTH!" She wanted more.

So C, after screaming OMG at E and going out for a drive (in which he got pulled over and given a DUI... or was it a DWI?), decided on a better plan. One that C hoped E would think was A-O-K, if not the B's knees.

C decided....

Tune in tomorrow to find out! ("Something Wicked This Way Comes")

You spellreaders are not gunna be happy. FREE-STANDING STORY.

2012-01-21T15:28:00.002-09:00

In all the rush of school and lazy about, I haven't found the time/energy/creativity to come up with a fun 3-part story for you lot. And the anthropological take on 'Jersey Shore,' while humerous (I can say this because I didn't think it up; my spellbuddies and I were riffing off of the "Bones" episode where Bones and Booth go to the Jersey Shore), was not fun for me after I actually thought about it. And plus, as just noted, it was very original. It's been done. And I'm trying (in my spare time between being lazy and preparing to head back up to SLU tomorrow) to give ya'll a little original reading. So, I decided today I would take something old from my files (if I have anything worthy even still on my laptop's hard drive, since I got an external drive for Christmas) and have a one day post, and if ya'll comment/notice/like it, I'll add to it someday, and if not, I'm still working with ideas for tomorrow's post. So, without further ado, here's today's story. (Note: I am currently listening to "Last Leaf" by OK Go... It's worth a listen or two--it gets better the more you listen to it... the first listen through usually isn't good).

Anyways, here it is, the story from my archives:

The silhouette of the large trees was tinted greenly in the soft dark tone of the shadow against the blue sky, bright with the cloudy cast of reflected light from the moon, though still darkened with nightfall.
The streetlamps shone a harsh orange nearby my barred window, yet shifted to yellow-orange down the block. Below, the grey streets painted with banana-yellow stripes and decorated with black tar spots lied tiredly, exhausted from the long day and worn from a long life. Gravel abandoned in the rain drenches (recently poured in), in the indent curve where the road meets the curb, slept sadly, drowning and worthless at day and at night. Not everything that breaks apart from the original institution is special. The sidewalks which were once a fair parchment tan turned cold and grey like the lonely streets, watching the lone cars drive on the latter while missing the travellers feet from the earlier day. [...There was more, but I just can't find it--if you want more nature writing, comment below. If not, tomorrow will be another story.]

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Break Day after the Count.

2012-01-20T14:46:00.000-09:00

^^That was a pun on the expression 'after the fact.' Sort of.

Anyways, as you all know, I like a little break between stories because I'm lazy and not very creative. It's fine. I'm cool with it.

So here's a video to watch. ACCENTS. (He never did an Upstate New York accent... bummer).

I'm hoping to come up with some sort of awesome idea before tomorrow so I can have another story part 1 ready for ya'll, but we'll see. (Any ideas can be commented below; I work well with suggestions).

I'm still trying to post a little video for my first story, but I'm kind of busy/lazy/struggling, so that may take a little longer than expected. Plus, I head back to SLU on Sunday (AlReAdY?!?!?!... hate it when people type like that)...

But yes. I will get around to it, and try to come up with a new 3-parter/story for tomorrow's post. ;) (When someone winks at you, they're flirting/homeless&crazy/got something in their eye/unsure what winking really means... I'm a mix between the 2nd and 4th, I think).

How would you all feel about an in-depth anthropological look at Jersey Shore? My spellbuddies suggested it, but I kind of beat the joke to a pulp over lunch, so I don't have any desire to do it unless there's desire to read it from you awesome spellreaders. Let me know. Hit me up down in the comments, or as those crazy kiddies are saying these days, 'hmu.' Not to be confused with your HMO (I couldn't find the appropriate 'Family Guy' clip for this joke, but if you know it, bully for you-- also, here's a different, amusing, slightly-vegan 'Family Guy' clip in exchange).

Anyways, enough rambling. Enjoy this, if you love/hate/are ironically, fashionably indifferent to hipsters like me.

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Write By Numbers: Chapter 3 (end)

2012-01-19T14:16:00.000-09:00

The final installment.

100 stepped out of the car towards Officer 42, figuring his days were now numbered. The temperature was cold, about 20 degrees, and the time was dark, perhaps around 7 now. 100 added all these facts to his memory, figuring this would be his last day as a free number figure.

4 followed 100 (for once). But 4 had another card up her sleeve. "Stop, 42. I'm giving you 3 seconds before I go crazy 8s on you with my AK-47, or my .44 Magnum." 4 held up 2 weapons now. 42 froze. 100 moved out of the way, cheering, "Give 42 the ol' 1-2, 4." 5 minutes ago, this 360 situation would seem like an imaginary number to 100, but he was pleased nonetheless.

4 told 42 to turn around a count to 10, while she and 100 ran for it. He did, and the 2 numbers sped off at speeds up to 80 miles an hour.

In the car (which felt like it was going mock 5), 100 noted, "I thought I was going to have to pay 1,000,000,000 dollars for my bail! You're number 1, 4!"

And 4, for once, felt like a real number... a 1st rate person... a '21 Jump Street' avoider... a real perfect number.

4 felt like a true 4 for once.

Thanks for reading!

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Write By Numbers: Chapter 2.

2012-01-18T13:22:00.000-09:00

Here's the second installment! (Sorry for the typos!)

4 and 10 pulled over when they heard the sirens behind them, and their stomachs dropped. 10 rolled down his window as Officer 42 approached his driver's side. Officer 42 did not look happy as he leaned down to talk to the two numbers.

"Do you 2 know how fast you were going?"

The 2 shook their heads.

"You were going 100 in a 30, 70 over the speed limit. And is that a 40 in your hand?!"

10 handed the 40 to 4, whom was trying to hide a baggie under the seat. 42 saw the baggie, and immediately reached for his walkie-talkie.

"We have a 420 over on the corner of 3rd and 2nd. And I think the driver's drank a 5th. Get here on the double; see you in 5."

10 and 4 shared a look. They sure felt like 0s, and this might mean 40-life.

Tune in tomorrow for the end!

Write By Numbers: Chapter 1.

2012-01-17T08:46:00.001-09:00

Number 4 was the only child of Numbers 10 and 14, before they divided and decided to add themselves to other numbers. Number 4 grew up knowing she'd never really rank, and while she hunted around for her 1 and only guy, she kept coming up with 0s. Her best buddy, 2, was a second-rate pal, and 4 always thought there was more to life than keeping count, but didn't know how to break the system. Everyone around her wanted her to measure up to her peers, and they counted on her to be a perfect 10, even though she knew she was barely a 4.

1 day, on the 13th of the 4th month of the 2011th year A.C., 4 met 100.

100 worked as an accountant, forced to keep track of everyone and everything financially. 100 was a little older than 4, and he didn't have time for soul searching--only number crunching. But when 4 asked 100 if he ever 'felt, like, truly 100 percent,' 100 paused, and thought. He did the math in his head, then realized that, some day, he really didn't feel like himself. He sometimes only felt like 50, or even 25. 100, like most people, and like 4, felt like a low number once in a awhile. 4 asked him what they could do about their subtraction. 100 came up with an idea.

Whenever they needed to perform a little addition to themselves, he and 4 would do something super crazy. ....

Tune in tomorrow for more number/chapter 2!

Story in the A.M.

2012-01-16T19:24:00.001-09:00

Super sorry. I'm lame. Tomorrow. I'll have little else to do. :)

In Boston For Another Night.

2012-01-15T14:42:00.002-09:00

Thus, a new story can't be begun. Please stay tuned. I'll get my stuff together soon!

Another Day of Rest. And A Topic!!

2012-01-14T05:14:00.000-09:00

Sorry, ya'll. I don't have time to start a story this morning because I'm preparing for my drive out of Bean Town (Boston), which takes off at 10am (aka 48 minutes from now). Also, the video recording should be up soon! Lots o' problemos in the computering system skills set blah blah blah of Spellgirl.

Anyways, look! I was featured on WMD when Dub J's logo was featured here! I hope you all know I love both the IQA and WMD, and yesterday was a personal rant and not an offensive rant.

Anyways, here's today's topic: Stick it in the what.

So one of my actors in the cast of my musical at school is one of this site's creators, and I think that's really cool. I've been watching the videos and really enjoying them. I'm honestly giving them a little shout-out here because the site deserves it. It's artistic, hilarious, interesting, and the scripts for the videos are both creative and well-written. The acting impresses me, and I generally can't wait to watch the rest of the videos. So yeah-- check 'em out! Also, if you want more artistic suggestions, the Laurentian Magazine's site gives out Weekly Inspirations on the reg when we're all at school, so check that site out for more and more and more!!

Anyways, off to go pack stuff--bye spellreaders! Another story soon!

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Story Time + Confusion.

2012-01-13T06:29:00.001-09:00

Hey spellreaders! So I've decided that, for each 3-chapter story I write, I'm going to put a day at the end where I read the story start to finish (and then also chat about something hopefully interesting). I decided to do the read-through, though, for a few reasons: 1) some people don't like to waste their time reading, so maybe they'd rather listen while they work; 2) some people get annoyed by the waiting game and would rather just hear it all at once rather than read it broken up into 3 days (not that they can't just read it all at once now, but then, here's the third reason...); 3) some people get annoyed that you have to scroll down for part 1 and that part 3 is at the top of the page--for this I'm sorry, but it's the blog's style and I'm just trapped in it after 3 years (i.e. I've made enough changes for one week to this blog). So yeah, that's what that little link on the bottom is. Enjoy that!

Now, on with the fun!

Look at these two logos.

Some of you may be familiar with the latter logo if you read WMD, but if you're not familiar with the first, it's REALLY understandable--that's the IQA logo... aka International Quidditch Association logo.

When I go on facebook, sometimes all I see is blue, red, and white hilarity. My newsfeed is just littered with comments from both groups, and I usually get a solid laugh from every post either of these groups throws up online (the IQA is all about planning Quidditch games; WMD is a comedy blog). BUT, my one problem is, while they are both great, sometimes the extent of how similar their logos are throw me off. I sometimes have to literally stop and scan the picture twice before I can differentiate between the two. I know this says more about me than about the similarity of the pictures, and whose to say that it matters whether Spellgirl can tell the difference between nerds and cool kids, but it matters to me, Spellgirl. And it matters because it makes me feel a bit stupid. The colors are flipped, for one; this is something I noticed right as I was making this spellpost. And I know they're both playing off the old, iconic sports logo design for any sport:

NBA<

MLB<

But really. Why are they all so similar?!

Again, I'm not stupid enough to realize how both are clever in playing off this common, recognizable logo scheme. And I absolutely love both groups or else I'd just stop following one... I guess I just... well... I'm sick of my newsfeed having the logo issue every day. And neither group is at fault. They both are individuals. But I'm at fault. One should go... But neither ever will.

This is the pain I live with.

Anyways, here's the link to the reading of the story. Enjoy! Hope you enjoy a laugh or two.

Technical Difficulties; the link will be up before the end of the week, I hope!

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P.S. Another new story tomorrow!

The Start of Something New: Chapter 3 (of 3)

2012-01-12T15:05:00.000-09:00

Author's Note: Hey spellreaders! I hope you guys are enjoying this little, timed writing I'm doing. As I mentioned, everything's pretty cliche and cheesy, but I'm not really taking this seriously, and although the tongue-in-cheek over-the-top writing I'm going for is disguised in straight-up sloppy, careless writing, I still hope you all respect me when this is over. Furthermore, I will continue to do this little, sometimes-stupid-sometimes-hopefully-not, broken up stories purely to give you guys some fun reading for when you're bored. Plus, that's what this is really all about, I've decided. It's about me writing consistantly so I keep up my typing speed and my own perspective, and you all having something to look at when you're bored at home (if that ever happens to you the way it happens to me). And so, without further ado, let's wrap up this puppy.

“Find me on Facebook. I’ll be expecting your message.” And Katie began to move. Then she stopped, hearing his slight, cold laugh and movement behind her. She turned, and he did, hearing her stop. “And thanks for the information. Sorry I attacked you.” Though he did deserve some of the abuse for his arrogance, Katie thought.

“I’m sure it won’t be the last time we talk,” Barker said, reaching for the side door to the building and heading inside, away from the early dawn. Katie stretched a bit quickly, and then continued her run, feeling less comfort in the activity than she usually felt.

Katie turned another corner, continuing her run, when she heard a gun shot sound from the alleyway down the road, between the closed cafe and a building that was under construction to become a new boutique. Katie froze, surprised to find another threatening moment compromising her morning jog. In the sleepy town of Sansdale, usually nothing interrupted her save for a friendly dog or an exhausted neighbor; 6am was too early for action.

Katie crept her way towards the alley, and peeked her eyes around the corner, hoping that she wouldn't be seen and hoping also that she wouldn't see anything, and that perhaps her mind was playing tricks on her.

That wasn't the case.

"Mary!" Katie cried, seeing her sister dead on the ground between the feet of a familiar man in khakis and a plaid button-down; Paul, Mary and Katie's supposedly-missing brother, now stood over the two's older sister, clutching a AK-47. It was an extreme weapon, yet, in Paul's defense, it was an extreme instance. Paul, at the sound of his other sister's yell, turned defensively, pointing the bulky weapon towards the girl.

Katie was now fully in view, so shocked at her sister's corpse that she forgot to be secretive. She now feared Paul, yet that didn't stop her from lectoring her younger brother.

"Oh, Paul, what did you do?! I thought you were in LA, in trouble?"

Paul stepped over Mary's slutty remains and made his way towards the mouth of the alleyway, closer to his favorite (and now only) sibling.

"I was in LA. I just got back now after clearing up this issue at the CVS headquarters downtown. I had some perscription problem I was fixing," Paul told Katie. He seemed earnest enough, in Katie's opinion, so she dropped her second inquiry and remained rarther with the first.

"Okay, but Paul, what happened?! You shot Mary!" Katie could yell each sentence, but that still wouldn't wake up the sleepy town of Sansdale.

"What if I told you I was a vampire, Katie?" Paul asked, standing in direct sunlight and not burning up into flames nor sparkling. Katie sighed.

"I'd say you were back to doing acid. Oh, Paul." Katie sighed again, to show how much she both pitied her poor, drug-addled brother, and also how emotionally torn she was between throwing him in jail or simply let him run off. Paul dropped his head, ashamed and twitchy.

"I'm sorry. I've kill the rest of our family. You're next, and last. And according to my drug lord, if I kill you quickly, it'll get me a discount on my next fix purchase and it'll save him from having to send you a facebook message."

And for as fast as Katie could run, she couldn't run fast enough. The stereotypical archetype for a TV drama-romance show star was now shot down, dead, just like her skanky sister and her parents. Her last words were, of course:

"At least I was an orphan for a little while there. Otherwise, I might have been considered shallow and untroubled to some people."

And that is that. Hope you guys enjoyed my quick typing and messy story. Sorry if it's stupid/doesn't make sense. I, again, wrote this unsure where anything was going. It was purely for fun and a timed writing exercise. Thanks for reading, spellreaders! ("Something Wicked This Way Comes")

The Start of Something New: Chapter 2 (of 3)

2012-01-11T12:49:00.000-09:00

Another Author's Note: This story is totally cheesy and a bit cliche--I know. It's just a writing exercise I'm doing in timed increments, so when I do my nextpiece on here, after this one ends tomorrow, I'll try to make it more interesting and unique than this one. Don't worry--I think I'm better than this!

But as she approached, the man kicked himself casually away from the wall, and stepped into Katie's path. As she ran towards him, more confused and anxious than before, he smiled a slow smile.

It seemed he had been waiting for her.

“Katie Rivers,” the man said, removing his sunglasses as Katie was forced to come to a stop. He had very green eyes, Katie noticed; she had never met someone who was born with such green eyes. She wondered if he now wore colored contacts, like some of the amateur model types at her high school did, but then she decided she didn’t care. She didn’t care because something else had stood out to her immediately, in regards to this new mystery man: he hadn’t asked if she was Katie Rivers, but rather he had stated it as a fact. Yet Katie didn’t know the man.

“Hi. I’m sorry, but I don’t recognize you,” Katie told the smirking man, wiping sweat from her face. Now that she was closer, she noticed her company was tall, and handsome, and dressed well. Katie, a tall girl herself, recognized the rarity of a tall, handsome, smartly-dressed fellow, and now couldn’t help but feel a bit flustered that he had been waiting to stop her, especially while she was on a run.

The man stepped closer to her, lowering his voice. Katie immediately understood, like any person would, that this meant he was about to impart some secret information to her, and yet, as she glanced around, she wondered who this man thought would overhear them. They were still alone.

“My name is Barker Sampson. I’m a friend of your brothers. He told me to tell you something.” And just as quickly as Katie had been considering Mary’s words of advice—Mr. Right could be lurking around any corner—Katie quickly stopped finding the man the least bit desirable.

“Where is he?” Paul hadn’t been home the night before, and while Katie had initially worried and drove around the town a few times calling his cell phone, she had eventually gone home, figuring and hoping that he was just stoned out in the greenhouse behind his best friend, Patrick’s, house. Now, going along with the bad, unanswerable feeling she had felt last night, Katie assumed something was wrong. If it was Paul, it could be anything. And she was the only one that knew Paul wasn’t growing up; she was the only one that knew there would only be more trouble.

“Yikes. Calm down. Nothing’s wrong with Paul. He’s out in LA with some of our friends, taking care of a little prescription problem. And he sent me to tell you—not realizing it would take so long to sort things out—to calm down. Also, he wants you to cover for him when your parents get home,” Barker reported.

A prescription problem!? That meant drugs, and most likely selling them, if Katie knew Paul. She would kill him.

“Where in LA? I’m going to kill that jerk,” Katie informed Barker. She had already been warm from both running and the rising sun, but now she boiled from both anger and betrayal. When Paul had left home yesterday morning, he had told Katie that he was keeping himself out of trouble. He had promised. Why would he lie to her, again and again? How could Katie ever really trust him? She always assumed the worst, and this was why. She rambled some of these thoughts to her messenger, mostly raging about the fact that she never trusted Paul, when Barker finally interrupted, answering her initial question.

“First of all, you have a lot of energy for someone whose been running. And secondly—“ Barker’s arrogant tone drove Katie into more fury, and she interrupted him, remembering her earlier issues.

“First of all to you, why are you waiting here acting all creepy? Couldn’t you just come over to my house to tell me this? I mean, what? Did Paul tell you to stalk me?”

Barker paused, waiting for Katie to settle and finish her thoughts. She took a few moments, and then raised a hand, signaling for him to answer her fresh questions.

“Paul said you were the one that ran around in the morning. I live here, above the bookstore. Paul told me not to go to your house in case anyone else was home, because he said you are the only one that can know. I wasn’t trying to be ‘all creepy.’ And as I was saying, you shouldn’t try to find him. You’ll only cause more trouble for both of you. But if you want the address, I can text it to you tonight. I don’t have your number, though, because I, in fact, don’t stalk you. But thanks for that. And now, I have a question for you.” Barker spoke quickly, clearly, and coldly. He sounded more amused than anything else, though, which only made Katie more furious.

“What?”

“How is Paul supposed to change for you if you always expect him to break his word and never change?”

“Look, this is a family matter. Mind your own Ps and Qs,” Katie said coldly. She hated when people tried to act like they knew more than they did about private matters, like family issues. Talk about arrogant.

“I’m just saying, you were complaining about how you can never trust Paul. Maybe right now, you should mind your Ps and Qs. Now do you want me to text you the address, or will your Ps and Qs distract you?”

Katie paused. He had a point, but…

“Find me on Facebook. I’ll be expecting your message.” And Katie began to move. Then she stopped, hearing his slight, cold laugh and movement behind her. She turned, and he did, hearing her stop. “And thanks for the information. Sorry I attacked you.” Though he did deserve some of the abuse for his arrogance, Katie thought.

“I’m sure it won’t be the last time we talk,” Barker said, reaching for the side door to the building and heading inside, away from the early dawn. Katie stretched a bit quickly, and then continued her run, feeling less comfort in the activity than she usually felt.

Final Part Tomorrow!

The Start of Something New: Chapter 1.

2012-01-10T07:51:00.003-09:00

Quick Author's Note: I've been informed that this spellblog needs something new. So here it is. It's a story that I'll be telling in increments. Enjoy the beginning!

Katie Rivers jogged every morning at 6am around her small hometown of Sansdale, California, an obscure town about 40 minutes outside of LA where everyone was either raised believing he or she would be a famous entertainer or believed that that goal was too mainstream and insufferable. Katie was one of few that fell somewhere in the middle of those two beliefs; she didn't believe she was above it all, but rather she just didn't know what she wanted out of life. As an 18-year-old girl, though, she had to figure it out, and soon.

But Katie had bigger issues to deal with before plotting her future. Like the fact that her younger brother, Paul, was constantly in trouble with the law, whether it be for his minor crimes like speeding in his friend's car across the quiet town, or whether it be for his more serious offences like when he robbed the local electronics store last fall, back when he was 15. Now that he was 16, Katie feared his record would only get dirtier rather than level off.

And there was also the worry that Katie's older sister, Mary, was a bit of a slut. Mary, now 19 and living at home for lack of a better alternative (like college, a job, et cetera), still managed to keep her numbers up, in regards to the notches on her bed post, by hitting up the local pub most evenings to take home any gentleman that would have her. Katie was also concerned, on that same note, that Mary would earn the title of 'town drunk,' to add to her already-disgracing honors.

Yet Katie, because her parents were always in LA working both early and late, was the only one worrying. No one else really cared, so no one else would help her. And Katie cared too much sometimes. She couldn't do much about anything, but inside her head, she cared. And cared, and cared, and cared. Sometimes, again, too much.

Plus, on top of her family's problems, Katie worked at the student library at Sansdale Community College. She managed to get the job through her ex-boyfriend and fellow employee, Billy, whom matriculated at SCC as a sophomore. Katie mostly worked different hours than Billy, but once in a while their shifts fell in sync and she had to suffer through painful hours of memories of their relationship and how sourly it had fallen apart.

So Katie, obviously, did not have time to fret about whether she would be an actress or a hipster after high school. First she had to make it through high school with her family in tact and herself in tact.

These reasons are why Katie ran every morning at 6am in her small town of Sansdale, California. She loved the smell of the consistently-warm air as it breezed against her face as she ran. She loved the feel of her heart pumping, and the sound of her sneakers slapping against the hot cement of the town sidewalks as she trucked along. She also loved how carefree running was, and how she was in total control of it. Plus, she had managed to earn the spot of Captain of the Sansdale High Track Team by training so frequently and fiercely, an honor she was quite proud of receiving.

But one detail differed this dusty morning as Katie made her way towards the old bookstore on the corner of Backus and Main: there was a tall man in sunglasses and a black jacket leaning against the building, and he seemed to be waiting. Katie slowed her pace slightly, anxious. It was unusual to see anyone out this early that wasn't hurrying off to work or slumping about their morning activities. But this guy seemed to just be waiting around. And since the road was empty save for the man and Katie, she felt tremendously awkward and just a bit scared.

But she wouldn't make a fool out of the two of them. He wasn't trying to be creepy, she figured. And so she picked up her pace and headed towards the corner, headed right past the waiting man.

But as she approached, the man kicked himself casually away from the wall, and stepped into Katie's path. As she ran towards him, more confused and anxious than before, he smiled a slow smile.

It seemed he had been waiting for her.

(Check it tomorrow with more of this little tale)

Not Very Accurate, but Fun.

2012-01-09T09:58:00.000-09:00

This is what I mean: Dog Look-Alikes. I wasn't really sold with the dog they chose to match my face, but then again, maybe I just don't know. It just didn't really look like the picture of me. And I was trying to be open to the idea that I looked similar-ish to a dog enough that they could match me, and it was a cute dog... I just wasn't sold on the match. But anyways, I still think this site is an adorable idea, and I've always thought that owners tend to look like their pets (that's why I was expecting my Z-Dog's breed to show up, honestly), so I still recommend checking out the site. Plus, I'm all for finding animals homes, especially dogs, so even if you can't buy a dog or donate (I can't right now, unfortunately), perhaps still check it out and promote this site? That's all we can do, right? Keep promoting until someone actually takes a dog/donates.

Anyways, today I spent a great deal of time at Panera's, and then I went to the bank. Now I'm off to go return bottles at the grocery store--ughh; gross-- so that my spellmomma doesn't have to. I'm trying to be a good daughter (trying being the key word).

Plus, I don't feel like working on my internship stuff right now, and that's what is the alternative option. Yuck! Hahaha-- can't someone just GIVE me an internship please? Hahahaha....

Anyways, wish me luck and fare thee well!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

"Tinker Tailor Sailor Spy"

2012-01-08T17:40:00.000-09:00

Another movie. This is a rarity for me (lately, at least): I haven't really been seeing movies these days, so the fact that I was saw back-to-back in two days is something. This one, though, was in theaters rather than just at home. And I basically only went because I have an old-man-crush on English actor Gary Oldman. :) He's dreamy, and he's a great actor. But yeah... it was a confusing-ish movie. But fun. And interesting, once it started making sense. Plus, another attractive older English man was in the film: Colin Firth. :) He's a cutie himself. And he's the more popular of the two, so hopefully that'll draw in some of you avid spellreaders into seeing the flick. Here's a trailer. And here's another emoticon: :D.

Now, on to the boring details about my day. I first drove home from the beach house with my spellbuddy, home for the night. I dropped off my spellbuddy and went home and started to write for a couple hours. Then I went ice skating with all my spellbuddies around 4:30pm until about 6pm. Then I came home and saw Z-Dog for the first time in a couple days (when we were at the beach house, Z stayed at the kennel, poor dog). We spent some time playing around, but then it was "Tinker Tailor Sailor Spy" time. And that's that.

See you all tomorrow. ...Monday... Ugh.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

"Law-Abiding Citizen"

2012-01-07T18:42:00.000-09:00

Gerard Butler is apparently at it again. I realize "Law-Abiding Citizen" is an older movie, but I was talked into watching it tonight and it wasn't bad. And Gerard starred in it, along with Jamie Foxx. Good stuff. Gerard had a naked/shirtless scene, too... not bad, either. I couldn't help but notice Gerard also threw some money at it (co-produced it), so kudos again to him. One of his stranger roles, but good stuff nonetheless.

Anyways, tonight I am at the beach house again with my spellparents and my spellbuddy. I spent the day shopping with that same spellbuddy; it was a fun day.

Now I'm going to probably go to bed. It's late (10:40pm, haha), and there's not much else to do. ... Lame, I know.

Maybe tomorrow I'll have another crazy day like yesterday/the day before, and I'll have more to spellblog about. :) Hahaha, hopefully for all our sakes.

Night, spellreaders!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Last couple minutes.

2012-01-06T14:39:00.000-09:00

So I finally watched yesterday's episode of Vamp Diars ("Vampire Diaries" for all you uninformed masses), because I'm finally scouring my web frequents on the ol' desktop at the Beach House (no wi-fi is AWFUL), and I figured you all ('all' referring to those interested in watching hunky vamp dudes look/act super hot) would enjoy the last bit of this ep. It's ep...ic. He he. Okay. Enough. I'm done being a 13-year-old Fang-Banger. 20 year old girl stuff. (Quick note, though: Damon and Elena date in real life, hahaha).

Anyways, so, what have I been up to? Well, as much as I'm sure all of you are wildly interested in my dietary garbage, I'll not go into that in great detail today. All I'll say is that it's still ongoing, and it's as fun as anyone would imagine it to be. But at least I had fun today otherwise, and yesterday.

Yesterday, for starters, my spellmomma and I stalked Adrien Brody. Not really, but sort of. We drove over to his new beach "house" (it's a stone castle surrounded by a bunch of other mini houses and it's all fenced in and super-serious-looking) up here at Sylvan Beach. He is down the beach, and not really on the lake, but just a bit inland. It's pretty wild. But yeah. We just drove by (and my spellmomma claims we saw his cars running out to run errands, and when we passed on part of the fence, one set of the many guarded doors were left wide open, so maybe she's right, haha; note: we didn't go in because we're not stalkers... promise). Also, a big day for my spellfamily yesterday, my spellbrother in Florida (who is a crazy baseball fan and a huge Red Sox fan and a huge Manny Ramirez fan) met up with this friend that was buddies with Manny. And so, of course, Manny and some other big-names I didn't know or remember (not very sporty up in hurr) came around and played ball with my spellbrother. My spellbrother managed to hit a few home runs and the pros were impressed. My spellbrother joked that he may as well quit baseball because his baseball dreams basically came true. Manny's his favorite player. (This is the same spellbrother that kissed Lauren Conrad in a bar, so he's kind of a celeb magnet).

But yeah. So that was cool. Then today (this now seems so dull), I went to the Syracuse Mall with my spellmomma and then went to the Vegan restaurant in Syracuse called "Strong Hearts." I had a PB&J with banana french toast sandwich for lunch (all vegan!). It was incredible!! It was a lot of my daily cals too, unfortunately, but I won't dwell on that because I said I wouldn't. (I also ate a vegan blueberry banana muffin... LOVE that place).

It was a good day today, too. Spent the rest of the day walking the empty beach town with my spellmomma taking pictures with the new camera I just bought myself with my christmas money. :) Fun fun...

Anyways, that's basically it. If you're in the Boston area, go to my other spellbrother's concert tonight (Stereo Drive-By plug). <This is the video I directed for their band).

Anyways, that's all for now. Ta-Ta! :P

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

beach house for a night or two

2012-01-05T12:47:00.000-09:00

7pm-10am night of terror.

2012-01-04T06:13:00.000-09:00

So I slept for, like, a year last night (I know, I know, that makes no sense, but ya'll get the point). And the entire night I had a series of wretched nightmares. It was pretty obnoxious. I mean, I assume it's because I'm on break and when I'm home on breaks nightmares run rampant (I don't adjust to different beds well, so after a long time at SLU, I can't quite sleep at home, I find; that's all), but it's still obnoxious.

Also, to change the subject, Dub J over at "A Working Man's Diary" started a Podcast with my spellbrother and Craw. Enjoy!

Furthermore, aside from contastly (not a word?) sleeping, I'm doing great. I'm back on the horse (diet-wise) and I ran yesterday. Yes!

Anyways, I'm listening to Dub J's podcast, so you should all, as well. (Craw has a great radio-Podcast voice and it's a very funny Podcast).

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Trying to get back on the horse.

2012-01-03T10:40:00.000-09:00

I know I keep repeating this, but today is the day I get back on my diet. Hurrah! Huzzah! Hu- grumble grumble grumble.

So yes. I'm not in the brightest of spirits, but alas, I shall provail. I've done it before and I'll do it again. ...This time, however, I already know how much things will suck and how long things will generally take... but yeah. At least I know I can do it. And at least I know things get better, right? And this time, I'll try to not completely mess it up the entire first month of it.

Anyways, moving on from my personal munchies, today I am basically doing what I do every other day of break. Being a little productive, and then doing nothing for the rest of the day. ...I have dinner to look forward to, though, hahaha.

Anyways, ... my life is boring. Sorry. I'm watching "The Big Bang Theory" still, and tomorrow I'm going picture-taking, but 'til then... nada.

Maybe I'll go for coffee tonight? ...We'll see....

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Got my grades back today.

2012-01-02T13:01:00.001-09:00

So while this semester was my worst thus far in my collegiate career, it really wasn't that bad. I ended up with an all right average, and I think I was worrying over nothing. The only thing that hurt my grade was my Anthropology grade (probably should've studied for my final instead of... doing absolutely nothing... but alas...), and my two majors remain at pretty high overall averages. I'm content. I mean, I don't really excel dramatically in grades... this is probably because I usually put in the least amount of effort necessary to complete all the assignments (I do do them, however), and while I do go to every class, I tend to not ever read the assigned reading nor do I listen intently throughout the entire lecture. I find I sort of drift by due to my general smarts (not trying to brag; I mean my general smarts of just understanding everything enough to pass by) and focus more so on my extracurriculars. ...I should honestly try to 4.0s... but I don't have that kind of will... maybe some day.

Not today.

Anyways, so that's the update on the grades.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

p.s. this is for fun. :)

2012. A New Year.

2012-01-01T12:59:00.000-09:00

New Year's are always enjoyable. I mean, it's a time for serious plan-making, new starts, leaving behind the baggage of the last year... It's a rebirth, in a way. 2012, if it ends up being the last year ever, will be as nuts as possible, I hope. It will be a year of hopeful success, new journeys and adventures, and probably a lot less fun since I'm trying to seriously get back on the diet now again. Ugh.

Anyways, I'm trying to eat healthier, in any case, so that's my legit resolution. [Comment below with your resolutions, lovely spellreaders.]

Tonight I am trying to be good and not go on a feeding frenzy (easier said than done because I have nothing else to do). I'm pretty tired after last night's festivities, too. After going out to dinner with my spellbuddies, I went to the casino for a while with one of my spellbuddies, and then we re-met up with everyone at one's house to watch the ball drop. I swung by my house and said 'hi' to my spellparents, too, at some point. It was a good time. Then this morning we all got Panera's together. Fun fun fun...

Anyways, that's all I got. Happy new year, ya'll. Make this year your best!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Happy New Year's Eve, 2011ers!

2011-12-31T11:59:00.000-09:00

So it's a fine day to be alive! It's the last day of 2011, this strange, bizarre, wretched yet wonderful year, and it's time to go out and drink away the day with a couple "sodas" and a sexy dress (to be frank). My spellparents are boiling lobsters tonight to celebrate the end of the era (aka the end of the year), and here's something I showed my spelldaddyoo for a laugh (a solid vegan laugh perhaps).

So yes. Anyways, I'm heading out to go watch some episodes of "The Big Bang Theory" while I munch up some Chocolate Peanut Butter Vegan Ice Cream, before I squeeze into a dress I bought when I could still fit into dresses. Yikes.

Wish me luck, and have a happy new year, spellreaders!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

My spellbrothers are leaving.

2011-12-30T13:10:00.001-09:00

Sad, sad day is the spellhouse. My spellbrothers are slowly starting to leave behind this tired town we once called home, leaving me trapped in the constant reminder that I am young, too young, and will forever be too young. They are all off to their adult lives while I remain young, forever too young (not the fun Jay-Z[?] forever kinda of young). It's getting old. I wish I would, too. But alas, I can't, because when I age, so does everyone else, and I shall remain forever too young...

Or at least until I graduate college, but then we'll see where things escalate from there.

Anyways, after my 6 mile run yesterday, I managed to win at a rousing spellfamily game of Trivia Pursuit (I JUST won by, like, a hair). It was awesome. Then I watched an old time black-and-white film of TV with my spelldaddyoo before crashing. It was a slow night. No "sodas." No spellbuddies around to shake things up. Just a nice spellfamily night... because everyone's leaving... because I'm too young. Alas, we've come full-circle... sort of.

I'm exhausted. Good night, spellreaders.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

6 miles.

2011-12-29T13:09:00.000-09:00

My spellbrother is probably the only person that can convince me to do anything that I'm actually not wanting to do. I mean, it's to an extent, but for the most part, he can convince me to put myself through a lot of pain/stress/vexation/et cetera just because he can prove it'll make me happier in the end. And he's usually right. ...That's how I ended up running 6 miles today. In the cold. Outdoors. In public. Ugh.

Anyways, I'm happy I did it. Accomplishment. Now, next on my list of things to accomplish, is planning New Year's. I don't know what's going to happen, but something will. And it should be awesome.

We'll see, though. While I say it "should" be awesome, New Year's events with my spellbuddies tend to not be so awesome. They actually tend to falter a little. I don't blame my spellbuddies. I blame (well, our planning habits, so I guess that falls on all of us, but we have good intentions with our plans, for the most part) basically our inability to not lose our minds. I mean, it's usually only one or two of us, but that turns an event from fun to failure instantly. One nut ruins the bunch, or whatever the real expression is. But I mean 'nut.' One of my spellbuddies (usually not me... I'm not much of a New Year's ruiner) tends to overdrink "sodas" and then completely lose their morals. It's a problem.

If possible, I'd love to avoid that issue, but I doubt that'll be the case... we'll see.

Anyways...

"Something Wicked This Way Comes" on Decemeber 31st, 2011.

Now it snows

2011-12-28T14:41:00.000-09:00

Just realized the word snow has now in it. Interesting... because now it snows. Unfortunately. I don't like snow. Yeah, I know; I go to school in the North Country, one of the coldest and snowiest places ever, but that's because the northeast has good schooling systems. I mean, I'm probably the main reason it didn't snow on christmas-- I was praying it wouldn't snow. I guess my prayers didn't hold up, though, because now it snows. Ugh.

Anyways, so now I'm off to go drive in the snow. Joy. I'm going to meet up with some of my spellbuddies and get some coffee and plan our new year's stuff. Should be [fun]sies. I made a mix CD, since I assume it'll take me an age just to get into town. Haha... Wish me luck (and safety, because I may need it).

Anyways x2, I better head out. It's 6:45pm, my spellbuddies are expecting me at 7pm, and town is about 10 minutes away on a normal day. And since it's day and snowy and icy and gross out, I should probably plan now on being late. Whoops.

Sorry spellbuddies, if you're reading this. I'm leaving now!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

About yesterday....

2011-12-27T07:10:00.000-09:00

Okay. So yesterday's spellpost was from my spellcell, as some of you may have gathered (as it matches my other spellposts of the same nature), but you may have been wondering what was up with the Roscoe's Seagull Dance thing... Well,... I don't know. My spellbrother said it just as I was trying to throw something up for the day, and so alas... there it is... Sorry.

Anyways, how's my day going? First of all, I could barely sleep last night. Then I woke up this morning to run about 3 miles with my spellbrother outside (cold, gross, not fun, but good for me). And now it's 11:11am. No joke. I wish I was more in shape. Hahaha.

Later tonight I imagine I'm going to be indulging in a "soda" or two and shall be preparing for tomorrow's 6 mile run... JOY. (Sarcasm). 'Til then, I'm writing again. Hurrah. I was inspired by a bunch of things recently, so I thought I'd relax with a good short story writing rather than focusing on the important stuff, like my current musical or my play for next year. I mean, I need a little release, writing-wise, right? Or else I'll just end up hating it because it's work.

...This spellblog doesn't count as a "writing release" because it's not actually well-written or a story. It's just some thoughts scrambled and scribbled down.

Now I'm going to go figure out the food situation. Wish me luck.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

roscoes

2011-12-26T17:45:00.002-09:00

Merry Christmas, spellreaders!

2011-12-25T11:07:00.000-09:00

Soooo I'm all caught up with "The Vampire Diaries"... bummer. I've probably ranted about this before, but I hate being a part of a TV series when it's on the weekly grind ritual. I like just watching old shows that are all done. I don't need to talk to people about it like it's the latest gossip; I just want to guilty pleasure the heck out of it, and then be done with it as a whole. I like to do the whole show, each series, all at once. Is that impatient? Yes. Yet, I'm not apologetic. I like crushing shows. At least I don't turn into someone that turns them into idle chit-chat with good friends (only with strangers and slight friends).

Anyways, it's also Christmas, so hurrah for that. I got some awesome stuff from the fam, like a much-needed hard drive for my computer, a blender for my smoothies (I made an orange-grape smoothie this morning that was a strugglefest), and a bunch of other cool stuff. Knick-Knacks and the like. You know.

So yeah. It's been a good holiday; though, I'll admit, it doesn't really feel like a holiday. There isn't that heart-melting, Whoville feel in the air. There's no snow on the ground (in upstate New York). It's basically just an another day, albeit a fun one.

But that's that. What's fun is fun. Happy holidays, all!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Merry Christmas Eve!

2011-12-24T13:05:00.000-09:00

Today is my spellsister's birthday, too, so happy birthday to her! But yeah-- merry christmas to those of you spellreaders that celebrate that holiday. Also, happy holidays to all others. :) Non-denominationalism stuff is fun.

Anyways, I wrapped all my gifts today (all is done and well) and I also survived a nasty hangover this morning. Too many "sodas" (because we all know spellgirl doesn't "drink drink"... hehehe).

Anyways anyways anyways, I'm basically just catching up on all my computer journaling (my calories count journal is looking scary). Checkin' the ol' web... listening to some tunes...

When I'm done with all of this, I'm going to unbury some CDs for my spelldaddyoo and see what everyone else is up to. I'm hoping the silly football games are over, haha. I'm just not much of a sports watcher unless I'm in a weird state or have some reason to be invested in a certain player/team/city/jersey color/whatever. Otherwise, I go upstairs and update my food count instead (how pathetic). That's how much I are about watching sports, I guess, hahaha.

Anyways (x100), that's all. Happy holidays, ya'll!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Shopping: Done.

2011-12-23T12:23:00.000-09:00

I couldn't remember what I wrote last year around this time of year, so I went back and checked. Before I checked, though, I noted the following statement:

This has been a struggle. Christmas Shopping is tough and annoying and I know liked it as a kid, but it's tiresome nowadays. Glad it's over, and hope my gifts are all right.

Now, here's what I said last year on this day:

"je suis sorry -- sorry."

That's literally all I wrote last year, and I think the spellpost after it said "sorry-holidays are busy." So it appears I wasn't quite chipper and chatty last year, either. How about my first-year of college?

"Still breakin' like it's my business, yo. ... Ahem... By that, of course, I mean, um... Not much is new, but I guess no news is new news... I did some more christmas shopping, I played a little (very little) Beatles Rock Band with my spellbrother, and I went down to Mohawk (my spelldaddyo's business, where my spellbrothers all work now, except for the rock band spellbrother who went to visit with me) for lunch. Oh, and I may be hanging out with my spellbrothers tonight at my spellbrother's house in the next town over. Now if you understood any of that, congrats, because I barely did, and now a Top Ten."

That's more like it. Anyways... it appears I've gone through both chatty phases and christmas cheer phases... I'm thinking this year, I'm sort of in-between.

Happy holidays, ya'll!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

9:18pm.

2011-12-22T17:20:00.000-09:00

It's been a semi-successful day. I managed to get up around noon, overeat throughout the post-5pm day, and generally get nothing done. But yeah... successful...

Anyways, on to bigger and better things, like the fact that my spellbrother and Dub J are home! It's definitely lifted my spirits and put me more into the Christmas spirit. I mean, what would a break be without your family around you? I'm filled with joy and stuff. ...Again, moving on.

This is for my fellow English Majors out there. Enjoy :)

Night, ya'll.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Hmm... Okay, being home is tough.

2011-12-21T06:16:00.000-09:00

So I don't know why I haven't been able to stick to my diet or wake up at appropriate times or keep anything charged before it dies or look clean and fashionable at all this break, but I'm pretty sure it's a sign. It's a sign that break's completely destroy my soul. And my spirit; that's destroyed, too.

Oh well. Just like in the movie "Young Adult" (I saw it the other day; my spellmomma loved it, I wasn't crazy about it), I've been replaying the song "The Concept" by the band, Teenage Fanclub, over and over again. It's a good song. And it's keeping me going. Disgusting and all.

I swear, though. I don't know what's up with me. I have chalked it up to "bad energy" or some over karma bs, but I'm also thinking it's because I've lost a lot of my say. I can't really do what I want. Not yet, anyway. Not until more kids from my spellfamily come home and distract my spellmomma. She's the one trying to run amok on my days, and because I don't know how to say 'no' (I don't mean figuratively, I mean I don't know how to say 'no' and get away with it in these situations), I'm sort of trapped doing her bidding with her.

At this rate, I don't see how I'll ever be able to get her a christmas gift. Between being around her ALL THE TIME and sleeping an obnoxious amount to make up for my stress and fatigue, I have yet to grab her gift. And the clock's running down. I'm anxious about that. And generally missing my near-constant alone time, which college affords me. I missing doing things I want to do, or at least have each pointless errand be my choice. I get it. I cover a million things for the Hill News that bore me, but at least those don't knock me off my rock and off-kilter. Something is obviously wrong with me when I'm home on break.

Something MUST be done about it...

...Or I'll just wait 'til the boys get home tonight. Either one.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Slow Day.

2011-12-20T15:19:00.000-09:00

So not much happened today. I woke up late, went shopping with my spellmomma, lazed around for a bit, and then tonight I'm probably going to drive out to the Beach House to pick up a roll-away bed because my spellbrother and Dub Jeezy get in tomorrow night. That'll be fun.

But yeah, otherwise it's been a slow day. And I'm CONSTANTLY tired. It's obnoxious. I don't get it. I'm doing very little, and I'm getting plenty of sleep, yet I'm run down. It's annoying. As you can tell by my writing right now, I can bet ya'll can tell I'm a bit cranky due to this, as well. And out of it. UGH.

Anyways, I don't have much else to talk about, so I'll post a fun little picture for you lovely spellreaders. Enjoy the rest of your nights, spellreaders!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

This break will destroy me.

2011-12-19T08:29:00.000-09:00

So I've been basically doing nothing all break. Lots of family bonding. Lots of unreached expectations for myself. Lots of, 'oh, you know what, tomorrow's another day' stuff. BUT, I did make one incredible find yesterday: Dom.

This guy is hilarious. Watch his other videos, too. He gets dirty at parts, but it's all in good fun. He's pretty cute, too, and in that one video linked above, he's adorable with his little dog. Dog-lover guys are awesome.

But yeah. I'm still in my bed right now, avoiding the day. It's winter still. I'm tired. I don't have my contacts in yet. I skipped my work-out (again) this morning. I told my mom I'd see some movie with her tonight that I really don't want to see (though she tends to force me into watching movies I really don't want to see all the time, and I end up liking them too much, so... hoping for the best). I don't know. This break isn't very productive yet.

Still gotta crush me some christmas shopping.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

The Day of Excess Zucchini.

2011-12-18T12:14:00.001-09:00

So... uh... is this break almost over yet? I'm, like, super exhausted because I pulled an all-nighter due to not being able to sleep, and then right this moment, I'm skipping going to the gym with my spellparents. Ugh! I'm just, like, not able to get going again. Being home puts me in such a sloppy state. ...Whatever.

Like, I'm either sitting in my room watching TV on my laptop (stupid "Vampire Diaries") or I'm out at some party/coffee shop being "social" because it's what's right. But honestly, I'd rather just hang around by myself and creep around the internet. Sometimes I'm just too sleepy to want to gossip and show intrigue and stuff. Hahaha... I'm getting lazier by the second.

Anyways, at least Christmas is coming up. I still need to finish my shopping soon. But whatever. That's the fun stuff...

I think I'm going to go drive my dog around into town and try to walk off my sleepiness...

...than I'll return to watch the rest of Season 1 of the 'vamp dars.' :)

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

p.s. me on my diet.

Season 1 Episode 7

2011-12-17T06:48:00.000-09:00

So does anyone know where I can watch Season 1 Episode 7 of "The Vampire Diaries?" I can't seem to watch it anywhere.

I'm going to send a little shout-out and thanks for this inconvenience to the censorship law, even though I'm not sure if it's related. I just feel like this falls under the category.

But anyways, yeah. That's what I've been up to. I tried to rewatch the DVDs of our improv show again, out of boredom, and they didn't load. ...Obnoxious, but probably a sign from fate. Now I'm blogging because no one's home aside from my pets, and I needed to complain to people that can comment (below).

It snowed a lot last night. So, like, it actually looks like christmastime outside. ...Weird. Which means I should probably get my shopping done. (And which also means I should actually bring my things in from the car... after two days of being home, hahaha).

This is why I need more friends. I'd call them, and they'd come over and help me with these things.

Which is probably why I don't have many. (For the record, I went out for coffee last night with a spellbuddy, so I promise I do have friends, hahaha).

That's all. I'm off to be productive, for lack of a better, lazier alternative.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

...Over-eating and watching "The Vampire Diaries."

2011-12-16T13:02:00.003-09:00

Is this what's become of me? Really and truly? Have I really become the type of girl that finishes working out just to over-eat (completely making a mockery of the wasted half-hour on the ol' running-mill) and watch an awful CW TV series with cute boys in it? What happened to me?

A month ago, I would be smack-talking myself, shaking my head in disgust and calling myself a terrible excuse of a woman. Just disgracing the feminist movements. Just becoming a gross stereotype. Worse yet? I'm laying in my bed like a gross stereotype: I'm laying on my stomach with my feet crossed, up in the air behind my back. I feel like I should be having a slumber party with my best gal-pals, chock full of girly magazines to ogle over and with "Edward versus Jacob" as a legit topic of conversation.

What happened to the journalist? What happened to the editor? What happened to the playwrite, the stage director? What happened to my actual prowess?

I'm a little disgusted with who I become when I'm home...

...On to episode two, after a quick fridge raid. Someone help me.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Texting.

2011-12-15T14:41:00.000-09:00

I don't support foul language, so be aware of this next message. It has a purpose, though:

Yikes. Sorry about that.

Anyways, I chose to use that foul-mouthed message because it showed the dramatic dynamic between how most men text, and how us women text in general. I think that's just interesting, and I won't add anything else. Just something to think about.

Speaking of 'girly,' I'm going to start watching "Vampire Diaries" after millions of people highly-suggesting it to me (after my vampire phase in high school). ... I broke the diet bad today, so I might eat some vegan ice cream while I watch it, too... MAYBE.

It's been a wash of a day. I'm home (after almost-definitely failing my Anthro final this morning), and now I'm living in a triple back at school, officially (which is roomy and kind of awesome).

Anyways, that's what's up. Sorry again about the naughty lingo--as you all know, I'm pretty conservative up in here.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Going for a run today.

2011-12-14T07:54:00.000-09:00

I'm being good... after being bad. Yesterday I went a little crazy. I don't think I can do a zig-zag diet because as soon as I treat myself to a little, I turn into a moose that has just been given a muffin, or, like, uh, ... a mouse that has just been given a cookie. I lose my freakin' mind. Anyways, so suffice it to say, I'm going for a run soon (without an iPod, perhaps, because I don't know where mine is, which is obnoxious, to say the least).

Then I'm going to return, take a much-needed shower (and scrub the bejeezus out of my disgusting hair, because I've hair-sprayed it way too much this week), and then I'm going to start packing/studying for my 8:30am exam I'm taking tomorrow morning. It's my anthro final, and it's my last final.

Also, at some point, I have to have some meetings, buy a cd, and pick up some finished work. And cash some checks for writing for the Hill News :)

So it'll be a fun, less-hungry day today (hopefully).

And by the way, this morning I had a really deep conversation with myself while napping (I had woke up, had breakfast, and went back to bed), and I've decided that I may be an idiot, or I could just be smart without any drive, or I could have drive, but I'm a bit of a rebel (without realizing it). It was a confusing morning. Ah well. Just thought I'd share my thoughts, in case anyone else feels alone in theirs. That's what we're all about here at Spellwriting101--sharing thoughts and being crazy together. :)

P.S. This break may involve some Vampire Diaries watching....

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

what's the best path for after college, spellreaders?

2011-12-13T07:36:00.000-09:00

Grad school, applying to a publishing summer program, or straight to work across the country? All will cost me something. All will challange me. But what's "ME?"

I stumbled across my college admissions essay this morning while trying to kill some time and I saw just how much my writing and my thinking has progressed since joining the collegiate elites. Now I'm torn. I had really settled on just not going to grad school and instead perhaps applying to publishing schools, and then trying my luck at life (as a writer, it is about luck). But I know my writing's not perfect. It is lifeless at times, imprefect at times, and I let it fall at the wayside at times. It needs work. Will it receive that much needed attention in grad school? Should I really consider it?

I mean, I know what people say about schools outside of the northeast (hence why I go to school in the coldest area in the United States, Upstate New York), but maybe I should really consider grad schools out on the west coast. BUT, I could also consider New York City grad schools. I've kind of outgrown my urge to live in Boston, for the most part (thought we all have our random desires at times), but NYC has started becoming intriguing to me lately. ... I don't know. If I'm hopping into the real world, maybe I'll move to L.A. for a while and try to make it out there. If not, I'm thinking NYC is where I'll be in a year and a half (how weird is THAT?!).

You'll be with me up until that point, right spellreaders?

Here's some fun comics related to today's topic:

... Looks like something to look forward to.

P.S. Check out the band, "The Local Traumatic," on iTunes. They're good, and the bass player was my childhood next-door spellneighbor. But seriously, they're good.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Commentary.

2011-12-12T10:42:00.000-09:00

I think watching commentary on movies is sometimes better than watching the actual movie.

I've been going through a strange phase lately, probably because I've been doing all the directing stuff for my musical, where I just can't take movies seriously anymore. Like, I can't totally get into movies anymore because I'm always thinking about the actors learning their lines, or the cool shots the camera guy got, or the CGI visual effects and such, and I just can't focus on the whole thing as a story. I mean, obviously I can a bit. I'm not so far gone... but I find I pick apart movies (both positively and negatively) more often.

So, I think when I listen to commentary (like with just actors, or the director and writer), I find myself listening as if I'm taking a course lesson. Like, when the director talks about shots in the film, I'm way more interested in that stuff than the actual film. Plus, now I feel like, after watching commentaries, that actors are not gods among men. They're just like the kids in my school doing my musical (only a little more experienced/rich/skilled/professional, not to say my actors couldn't be like that after college--if they decided to make a career out of acting). It makes me want to get my act together, move out to L.A. right after college, and start living my life in that business.

Look, I know that sounds ridiculous, but I can't help myself. It's all I want to do. And I don't think it's AS crazy as everyone plays it up to be. It's just a tough job (like getting into an Ivy School). But it's possible with a lot of luck, some skill, and some more hours in the gym (in my case).

You can say I'm crazy, and tomorrow I may laugh about this and say I sound ridiculous, but dreams are meant to be had, and sometimes shared (in this case), so if you're mocking me, I'm mocking you, too. Without dreams, however silly, however inspired or uninspired, you would have no motivation. And motivation drives life.

Grow up, and stop growing up.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

My Eating Vacation.

2011-12-11T08:55:00.000-09:00

I know that title sounds like the fattest thing I've ever written, but I'm totally serious. This weekend--the weekend right before finals week--is my fat weekend. I can eat whatever I feel like eating. And I can feel guilty once and a while, but otherwise I'm good. I mean, I'm still keeping track of everything (I'm gunna burn it off during my winter break work-out regimes), but it's a time to go (ahem, sorry spellparents) balls-to-the-wall and eat everything I want. I just figure, as I keep saying to my worried spellbuddies, I'd rather eat whatever I want in whatever excess for three days than lose my mind with stress and hunger and generally craziness. ...Whatever. It's unhealthy. That's fine. Tomorrow's another day. And I'm back on the horse tomorrow.

Today, I'm in the library. I'm supposed to be studying and being a good student and such, but instead I'm KILLING time. Doing little to nothing. Straight up. Here is my male equivalent (he's pretty cute).

In all honesty, I don't have much to do for finals week, comparatively. It's, like, a semi-easy week of school, in comparison. I'm just going to try to keep telling myself that, and keep a smile on my non-oily face. :)

P.S. KSLU was fun last night, for anyone that tuned in :)

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

I ate a LOT yesterday.

2011-12-10T06:17:00.001-09:00

I think I'm allowing myself to binge eat this week, just a bit. And only because it's finals week and I'm probably going to suffer from some nervous breakdown if I don't.

BUT, as soon as break starts, I getting my act together. I'm going to go running. I'm going to eat less. I'm going to be stress-free. And right now, I'm going to delusionally say this as if I really think, come break, I'll have any motivation to do anything. The only bankable one in that lot is that I'll be stress-free... but that's because I'll probably screw the diet... BUT, ... keep hope alive.

Anyways, here's my thoughts on the matter, in visual terms:

Here's another funny one:

This is my last one... it's mean:

Anyways, that's all.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Is It Weird That This Is The Only Face That Describes My Mood Sometimes?

2011-12-09T07:06:00.000-09:00

Such a smirk.

Dr. Suess has been a huge part of my life lately. But still, this smile, today and my entire life, has come to mind for when I'm trying to thinking of a visual expression of how I feel via the interwebs. And I'm not sure if that should worry me.

Anyways, I have to spellpost this next thing: THING. I'll admit, I directed it, but I don't know why they didn't call me Spellgirl. Whose, uh, whatever that says...? Anyways, check it out and like it and facebook status it, and tell your friends. K, thanks! :) STEREO DRIVE-BY!!!!

I had a read-through with my actors and music director and stage manager this morning (9-10:30am). I brought them 2 dozen donuts, orange juice, and chocolate milk, since I knew half would be a little worse for wear (expression?). That's nice, though, right? And plates, napkins, cups... the works. I think it wasn't bad. I mean, I hope they like the script. That's what worries me. I think everyone is great, and it'll be fun to see this thing staged. I mean, today alone it started to come to life. It's a weird sensation, but it's super-fun.

That's all. Enough bragging from the best spelldirector ever, hahahahaha. (Totes kidding :P). (That was also a joke). (...Am I joking?) (Is she ever serious...?)

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

"i think u prolly take bugs outside instead of kill them.."

2011-12-08T04:49:00.000-09:00

Like all the good reposters in the world, I have to report this gem of a site (that I've been laughing over all night):

We all know this person, in one form or another, right?

Anyways, check out that site for a solid chuckle or two. (One of the few times that the 'Jersey Shore' guys and I will post about the same thing).

In other news, I threw together my article for the Hill News last night, and so all that's REALLY on my plate now is my acting final at 10:10am (it's 8:49am right now, and I'm in Anthro). Then, after my final class for acting styles, I'm helping my acting spellprofessor with her show because someone can't make today's performance (I'm stepping in... or up... or whatever). I figure that 'one hand washes the other,' ya know? That's also why I'm helping two spellclassmates with their acting performances for today's final performances. 'One hand washes the other'...

And then, after all of that is over and done with, aka tonight, I plan on drinking a few 'sodas' and celebrating the last day of classes for the semester! (Bittersweet, as finals approach).

Wish me luck, or well... wait... Wish for me to break something... Hmm...

This Acting culture is weird.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

I NEED to get stuff done.

2011-12-07T15:54:00.000-09:00

This is an ironic title since I've basically been in motion since I woke up (I stayed at the University Inn right off-campus with my visiting spellmomma last night, since she came to video-tape my improv team's show yesterday), but seriously, so much still needs to be done.

For one, I need to write up my Hill News article. This is a biggie. It was due yesterday, and I'm just being lazy at this point (actually, I have been busy). Another thing I have to get done is I have to flip through my lines for tomorrow for my acting styles class. My final's tomorrow. This wouldn't be a concern of mine if it weren't for the fact that I'm in a bigger show tomorrow as a replacement for someone else (with a script, granted, but I don't want to be reading from the script for the entire show). Plus, I'm sitting in for another class scene for two spellclassmates and I need to do a few actions... not a huge deal, but just some more acting to do. I'm actually surprisingly anxious. (And to think I thought all that stage freight was long gone).

The improv show went pretty okay yesterday. There were funny parts. I think it was a nice treat for people right before finals, since they got to laugh and stuff. Since my spellmomma video-taped it, I got a chance to watch it at the hotel on her camera and it wasn't too bad. I laughed a bit, seeing my improv spellteammates remake their jokes on film, and it was weird watching myself. I realize I slur a lot of my jokes (something I don't do as much on webcam because I'm not nearly as anxious... again: hello, nearly-forgotten stage freight).

Oh well. Otherwise, life's flowing, somewhat... [I had a crazy eating day yesterday, though-- yikes!]

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Cast Listing at noon today.

2011-12-06T05:41:00.000-09:00

I still can't spellpost about callbacks because it's only 9:30am and the list will be posted at noon, but I have other stuff to chat about.

For one: this. Out of boredom and trying to kill time yesterday, I started to watch the documentary, "Twilight in Forks." I used to be a MUCH crazier Twilight fan, and although nowadays I'm kind of only SLIGHTLY interested in it (I'll see the movies; I'll think about it now and then, when I hear 'vampire' or something in conversation), I can still watch these movies and not be utterly bored (though this movie did drag a bit, and the fans are a little crazy, and I only got 15 minutes into it before turning it off for now). BUT, I found that guy in the documentary, and I've been flipping through his chapters in my free time. It's mostly boring and lame, but I admit it's given me a few laughs, too, so if you want to learn about "Twilight" or you want to dig for laughs, especially guys, this is the funn sparknotes equivalent.

Also, in other news, I have a show for improv today around 4:30pm. My spellmomma's coming! She's staying the night in town! Some spellbuddies will be coming to the improv show, as well. I'm in a few skits in the show (yikes). I'm nervous, admittedly, but excited, too. Should be a good, funny time (I HOPE).

Production meeting (11:45-12:30am) after acting styles class (10:10-11:40am), and then a group meeting for Ritual Studies (sometime between 1-3pm). I'll post the cast list and pick up my spellmomma from the hotel in that time span, too, while also making time for writing up my Hill News article and for watching some "Whose Line is it Anyway?" scenes (before Improv).

I'm running to the pub for a Raisin Spice Heart Thrive as soon at Anthropology class ends at 10am (in 16 minutes). I can't wait. :)

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Callbacks tonight...

2011-12-05T19:16:00.000-09:00

Jeez... you aren't gunna make this easy for me, are you, spell-callbackers?... Ugh!

So I just got back from callbacks, but my spellroomie is sleeping, so I have to make this quick.

So everyone tonight was awesome. Too awesome. It was tough to make cuts and decide, and it is definitely the most difficult thing that I've had to deal with so far, musical-wise. I mean, whether I know the people or they're strangers, it's hard to cut any of them... gahh...

Anyways, I think decisions were made tonight, and things'll work out beautifully in the end. I can't really say much more on it, aside from that, though, because the cast list goes up tomorrow at noon. But yeah... decisions were made. Life's tough, on that front, because if I had the time (and energy), I'd rewrite the entire script.

Gah... but I can't. And that's the one regret I have: That I can't cast everyone, because everyone was fabulous.

Gah....

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

I may have straight-up skipped Quidditch today.

2011-12-04T09:49:00.000-09:00

Whoops. But you know what? I am sick of asking if there's practice or not, and I'm sick of practicing when we just had the World Cup and now we're all studying and stuff for the end of the semester (finals and all that good stuff). I mean, there was no word on if there was practice or not, and I never got a text saying, 'you on your way?,' so I'm just going to tell myself that there wasn't practice, and that I just have a lousy-in-terms-of-communication team. Hopefully... otherwise, I feel guilty.

Anyways, last night I stayed out until 1:30am. Aren't ya'll proud of me?! I was a young person! I had the spellgirl radio show from 6-8pm, and then I went to the Dance Showcase (my spellroomie was in it and did awesome). When that ended, we hung around the dorm 'til about 11pm (pre-gaming). Then we hiked to the Tick Tock. It was lame. We gave it two chances, actually, haha, because we got there, left, and half-way home, we turned around and checked it out again. Still lame. We tried! So there we got home and watched a 1940s black-and-white film, hit mute, and said their words for the characters, hahaha. It was a fun night.

Today, though, I have about a million meetings. But I'm ready for callbacks tomorrow, so that's good. :)

Anyways, hope everyone had a good weekend and it'll help them survive the week!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Me at 51.

2011-12-03T13:39:00.000-09:00

Not a good look for the vegan community.

But at the same time, the top lady is totes organic while the other lady is probs doin' tons of surgeries and such. Just sayin'.

I post this because I've been feeling old lately. I went to bed around 6pm last night, and spent the night (in bed) sending out emails and organizing stuff for the musical. I fell asleep around 10pm. I didn't drink any "sodas" or anything. It was just an early Friday night.

Tonight, I'm digressing. I'm gunna go to my radio show with my spellbuddy. I'm gunna go to Java for the last concert of the semester. I'm gunna go to the Tick Tock (I think). I'm gunna go nuts (but probs no "sodas"). It should be a 20-year-old kinda night. I plan to find boys, find fun, and find myself out late with a smile on my face.

Let's get it done.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Help End The Violence.

2011-12-02T03:51:00.001-09:00

I love a good, ol' fashion 'anti-vegetarian/vegan' joke. And I can say that, because I'm a vegan. Hahaha...

Anyways, I found this gem at a hilarious site called 'iwastesomuchtime.com.' It's awesome. Again, finding this site through facebook is one of the main reasons I still do book-it-up. I'd leave facebook if it wasn't for PR purposes (mostly for my musical), friends I only can talk to through facebook, and my newsfeed's random moments of awesome finds thrown at me (like this site). So yeah--check out this site and you'll have a few laughs.

Speaking of laughs, I have improv today at 4pm, and at 9am (in about an hour), I have a meeting with my spellmusic-director and my spellstage-manager (yuck; I don't like calling them that) about arranging callbacks and everything. Our callbacks will be posted at noon. I'm excited. :)

I didn't eat well today, in terms of eating, like, 900 calories of my day at 3am in a sleepy haze. Stupid heart thrives... oh well. I'll just go for a run later (perhaps).

Anyways, that's all I got for a 7:52am spellpost. (I mean, I had a Hill News thing I covered yesterday, too, with this awesome poet named Kevin Young--check him out--, and I also had an IBS meeting--English Honor Society-- about chairing the event for the induction ceremony, but otherwise yesterday was relaxing. No Quidditch, I took a 3 hour nap, and I drank a "calm" tea, which was amazing).

I hope today is as peaceful, ya know?

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

EDITOR'S NOTE: (I couldn't wait to post this tomorrow, hahaha--thanks, facebook spellbuddy!):

My Karma Is Awesome.

2011-12-01T04:44:00.000-09:00

Aside from it being ice-cold out, things are totally looking up for Spellgirl. Auditions went beautifully yesterday, and now we have more than enough people. :) Also, I managed to get together a nice, little presentation for today's anthropology class (which I'm in now). I wore a flannel to match my presentation... is that lame?

I couldn't get to bed until, like, 2am though last night (I finished all my work and stuff though by midnight, and was in my wonderful bed around then). I kept thinking about the musical, and I kept thinking about how well some of the characters and actors fit together. I can't wait to make clearer decisions at callbacks, though. I'm not jumping to any conclusions. Anyways, once I fell asleep, I had a dream about putting on a show back in the cafeteria at my high school (it has a small stage in it). I don't know why that happened, but it gave me an idea. Maybe I should put on a musical at my old high school? We'll see. I'm aiming higher right now, but we'll see. I'd rather have a cast that's been through some college, at least, ya know? Just because the musical is based on a college campus. But I should support the arts and music programs back at my birthplace. That'd be right, right?

Anyways,... dreams are weird. But this week has been shocking and surprising and awesome. I got 3 major projects done, both audition nights went wonderfully, I'm still on my crazy diet, and I'm in a pretty stellar mood, which is best of all. Karma, you rock! (Just make it stop being cold, hahaha).

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

18-page Research Paper and First Day of Auditions: Done.

2011-11-30T11:22:00.001-09:00

So I woke up this morning around 7am, had breakfast, went to get coffee with a spellbuddy, wrote an 18-page research paper on the ritualized act of grocery shopping for a vegan, went to a meeting, met with my spellprofessor--oh wait. What? You want to ask how I wrote a 18-page research paper between 7-9am, and then between 10:15am-1:30pm? Oh. Well, I don't know, honestly. It kind of just happened. And it's not bad. Granted, 2 pages were works cited, but I feel like that only makes the paper sound bulldoggier. ...Can that now be an adjective?

Anyways, so it's 3:16pm, and before 6pm, I must throw together a presentation for tomorrow's 8:30am anthropology class, because at 6pm I have the Laurentian Magazine Launch party, and then at 6:45pm I have to head over and start getting ready for auditions round two. I'll be there the rest of the night, basically.

How did yesterday's auditions go? Well, ... quality over quantity, at any rate. Only 5 people auditioned, but they were fabulous. I just need to get 7 more people of their grit in for auditions, at least, and then I can have a cast of 12 (for my 12-person play). Wish me luck on that front. :/

But I'm starting to have faith. I mean, in the last couple of days I've finished two HUGE assignments in record time and on time, I've found the world's best stage manager, I've managed to stick to my intense diet and still look and act relatively human, and I did all right at improv yesterday (minus laughing at my own jokes because I was so unbearably jittery from sleep deprivation--that's why I grabbed a coffee before auditions). I mean, the Hill News has been interviewing me about my spellmusical (I shouldn't call it that, I guess, because it's not all mine, but you get my drift), and this morning before I started my research paper (so at about 6:45am), I sent them a LONG response. And it was awesome. Just being like, 'yup; another thing to cross off my list.'

It's a good day, good week, good while, good karma. I think we can keep the ball rollin'.

...I would write my usual sign-off, but I feel like it might be negative energy (you know, I don't want wickedness coming this way), so I'll use a throw-back line.

Thanks for reading the tales of this college girl.

I had 760 calories for breakfast... vegan cookie dough ice cream...

2011-11-29T08:50:00.000-09:00

This explains a lot about me, actually...

Fun Site. Again, I flipped through a few, so if things get weird, I apologize.

Anyways, this is starting off as quite a weird spellpost, mostly because I don't know what to talk about.

Well, for one, I have half-survived today. Good sign. I somehow got my acting styles class analysis done (2 legit drawings I had to take my time on and about 6 pages of writing with research) and memorized my script to today's "first scenes." So that's good. Check 'Acting Styles' off the list for the week, basically.

Now I just have to write a 12-page (double-spaced, but still) research paper on the ritualization of veganism for my ritual studies class tomorrow. ...But my musicals class and my ritual studies class were both cancelled, so I have until, like, 2pm tomorrow. Which basically means I'm waking up at 6am, going to the library, and cranking it out. I would do it today, but I only have 3 hours until I have a meeting for a class project, and then improv's at 4:30pm (a half hour after that meeting starts). Then auditions are tonight RIGHT after improv (in the same room). Until 10:30pm. So I don't think I should go nuts now in trying to crank out the paper. I might just throw together a paper outline now, and then write it tomorrow, as I said.

... I don't know how I'm actually able to do all this stuff without going into crazy mode. That's not a compliment to myself. I'm actually concerned that there's something off about my stress meter, and that, when it works again, I'm going to implode...

Maybe I should take a nap, just in case.

Can't wait until Thursday night. Then everything'll basically be done. But until then...

I hope people come to auditions. I HOPE PEOPLE COME TO AUDITIONS.

Deperate?

...

Maybe.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

"I write my curses in cursive"

2011-11-28T04:55:00.000-09:00

Kayne West, that was clever. If ya'll want a good tune to jam to today, listen to "Otis (featuring Otis Redding)" by Kayne West and Jay-Z. It's a jam, straight-up. Both of them surely brought their A-game to that song.

Right now, it's 8:48am. I'm going to get breakfast at 9am with my spellbuddy (hopefully I can pick up my package at the student center, as well). Also right now, my hair is a wreck. It's like, disgusting.

Good news? I don't have journals due on Wednesday. However, my research paper IS, in fact, due. Soooo that'll be something to fret about between now and then. But I said good news, so let me think.

Good news? Is it good that the two places I desperately want to live are complained about in this article? Wait. No. That's awful news.

Gahh! Sorry. I'm a negative Nancy today. I better head out anyways.

Bye, spellreaders! Have a nice (rainy) day!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

School Sweet School.

2011-11-27T14:50:00.000-09:00

So I'm back at school, and it's both awesome and kind of terrifying. Lots of work on the horizon, and lots of stress-inducing things related to classes (like auditions, finding a stage manager, having our first production meeting, et cetera), and so basically, these next few weeks will be me keeping myself afloat rather than me having the awesome, college experience (hope you like these next 20 days of spellposts, spellreaders, hahaha). On a brighter note, this break was awesome.

Today and yesterday, I helped my spellbrother make up a music video for his band while at the beach (it should turn out well; STEREO DRIVE-BY is the best!!), and then last night, my spellfamily and I played the longest game of trivia(l) pursuit EVERRRR-- it honestly lasted, like, 5 or 6 hours. And my spellbrother (the musician) won in the end. At 2am. I don't think I'm going to get roped into another board game for a while (unless I'm really bored).

Which shouldn't be the case for a while, as I was saying earlier. I'm throwing together my schedule for the upcoming week right now (cross "read spellgirl's blog for the day" off your schedules, avid spellreaders), and Monday alone is gunna be a bear.

But whatev. Que cera cera...

Does that expression apply here? I think it does...

Bye. :)

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Aw--Thanks, Facebook spellbuddy!

2011-11-26T05:07:00.001-09:00

Cute picture!

Anyways... what's happenin', spellreaders? What's the what? What's the rumpus?

I've just been straight-chillin'. Which may or may not be awful, because now, tonight, things are gunna get busy since I head back for my final 3 weeks of the semester tomorrow afternoon. Not gunna lie-- I'm anxious. I know I want to see my spellpeople, but this week alone I have tons of homework. YUCK. Not looking forward to that. But then the week after that is my final week of classes, and then I THINK I only have one final during the final week I'm at SLU for the semester, and that final is on December 15th (a Thursday), which gives me a, like, whole week to study--and it's anthropology, so I already know studying for that is somewhat within my realm of possibilities... sort of. I can nail a 3.0, anyways. Haha... (I do wonder if I have a Ritual Studies final, though).

And this week we're having auditions for my musical at school on Tuesday and Wednesday from 7-9:30pm, and I'll have to be there from 6-10:30pm-ish, so that's a lot of homework-doing on Monday and Sunday. Ugh. And there will be a lot of meeting up on Monday night and throughout these next few weeks for the Production team and such. (Still workin' on finding a Stage Manager, too). So that's something else to sort of cringe away from (though, granted, I'm excited, too). It freaks me out, but it's not something I'm totally dreading.

Something I am dreading? Figuring out, once and for all, what I'm doing next semester and the semesters after that. Am I going to England next fall? Can I?! What about another musical in my senior year?

...This is why I write this spellblog. So all you non-college people can remember all those "good times" in college, hahaha. Though I'm positive others had brighter outlooks, haha. I'll try to pep it up tomorrow, hahaha. :)

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Thanksgiving kicked my butt.

2011-11-25T09:55:00.000-09:00

So I'm feeling like I ate a whole turkey when I didn't actually eat any. Ugh. Gave me some disturbing nightmares of the guy from "Scream" sneaking into my house and attacking me; sooo scary! How annoying are dreams and nightmates? I'd rather just sleep soundly without thought or images. Am I alone in this? I mean, I don't care what my subconscious has to say. I just want to rest and live my life with my own, conscious thoughts that I determine and choose. I don't want to get stabbed to death by the scary guy from "Scream" (though the cute guy in "Scream" one can join me for a different kind of dream, hahaha).

Anyways, it's about 2pm right now and I've already participated in a long, philosophical debate with my spellbrother. And I've ate soooo much already this morning (as I've suggested). I'm exhausted. Also, I couldn't sleep. Stupid nightmares!

Anyways, I'm going to go relax. ... Oooooor debate some more.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

"Love is Merely a Madness"

2011-11-24T06:15:00.000-09:00

Happy Thanksgiving, all! Hope everyone eats a lot of tofu cutlet tofurkey today in honor of our society! Haha... Just kidding... Have some turkey. Splurg, if that's your thang. I'm gunna eat the tofu cutlet, though, because I think it's delish.

Now onto the title of this spellpost. It's a Shakespeare quote (I won't even get into the nitty-gritty of the whole 'was it really Shakespeare' thing, though, because I believe it is him, and I also believe it doesn't really matter if it was him or not because Shakespeare is now an idea (nowadays, since so much time has passed) rather than a person, and even if he "bought the rights to the plays" or whatever, he still "owned" them, right? That means his family deserves the money, and technically the honor, sooooo... yeah.... Pfft. And to think I said I wasn't going to get into it... and the worst part is, I'm really not getting that into it).

Anyways, I had a banana, small coffee, and chocolate-peanut butter vegan homemade reeses for breakfast this morning. Hahaha, happy thanksgiving to me, I guess, hahaha. I'm watching the parade on tv with my spellparents, too, and just hanging out in my ridiculous snuggie with sheep all over it (sheep wearing scarves/hats/gloves). Just a lot of home-cookin' goin' on right now, hahaha. :)

Love IS merely a madness, because no vegan should love Thanksgiving this much. (I'm wearing a 'kill turkeys' hunting shirt today to dinner, haha--the most hipster thing I could think of when I passed the shirt at Gander Mountain--ironically where I also bought my snuggie, hahahaha).

Anyways... I'm going into PETA mode. It must be time to slice of some turkey. :P I better go have a talk with myself before I make any more completely-joking, vegan comments and ruin everyone's holiday, hahaha.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Thanksgiving Tomorrow.

2011-11-23T17:07:00.000-09:00

I'll spellpost later.

"Take a Bite of my Heart Tonight!"

2011-11-22T09:13:00.000-09:00

I'm listening to the version of "Animal" (originally by some band that I can't recall) done by 'Glee.' They just sang the line in my spelltitle, and it made me think of the calories count of hearts (not heart thrives, the snacks... hearts...). Yucky. Too many calories, and too cannabalistic for my tastes. Yucky. Hearts CAN'T be vegan (though the singer is ASKING for you to eat his heart, and with permission, things BECOME vegan, like mother's milk and the like). Anyways... yuck. Moving on.

My spellbrother from Florida just got in this morning. :) That's the good news. The bad news is that I'm sooo hungry. Again. Ugh. I gotta stop complaining about it, but I can't help it sometimes. It's just annoying to be hungry. Moving on, again.

I'm meeting up with my spellbuddy from school today at the casino, and we're both bringing our friends from home to meet up (if my home spellbuddies decide to go, that is). It should be a fun time.

Also, my spellbuddy's brother (a spellbuddy of mine) left for boot camp today (for the Navy) for the next 8 months--I wish him well! :/ He'll be missed here at home, and we all wish him well!

Anyways, that's all. My other spellbrother (from Boston) gets in tonight--should be fun! :)

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

"Anonymous"

2011-11-21T14:16:00.001-09:00

I may see "Breaking Dawn" again.

2011-11-20T13:03:00.000-09:00

I feel like that review yesterday was unfair. I purposely went into the movie waiting for it to be a "Twilight" movie. You know? I was waiting for flaws and things that weren't "awful." If I see it again, I'll re-review it and tell you what it's all about, non-judgementally. That's the only fair way to view it. Just as a normal person who knows about the plot quite well. I think that'll redeem my image as a movie reviewer, haha.

Anyways, I've basically spent the day ripping apart my own script for the musical I'm working on. It's going through hard-core revisions this week (right before auditions... smart, I know). I think it's making a lot of improvements. I've been a little annoyed with my own script lately because it's the source of so much stress, but I still think it's all right. I think as soon as we're in actual production, though (as opposed to this dreadful pre-production stage), I'll be a much happier camper.

My 'tude is also due to my hunger. I'm so hungry all the time. It's, like, 5pm and I'm considering going to bed just so it can be tomorrow and I can eat again. It's kind of pathetic. (I'm being way too honest right now; I know. Please bear with me--I'm just about to eat everything in sight).

Anyways, I'm off to watch movies/tv on netflix, because I'm lazy and that's the best way to waste time before bed, hahaha. I'm not trying to waste my days, but I'm just SO hungry, and breaks should be spent making yourself comfortable--not torturing yourself.

That's my one, big problem with coming home--when there's nothing to do, I just want to eat ALL THE TIME. Ugh.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Breaking News on "Breaking Dawn Part 1"

2011-11-19T10:03:00.000-09:00

So I don't know who's seen "Breaking Dawn Part 1" yet, but if you want to see it and haven't yet, don't read this spellpost. I'm about to spoil the bajeezums out of it.

So last night I went to "Breaking Dawn" with my Spellmomma, and let's just say, it was weird. I had read the book a bunch of times back in high school, and it had originally been my least favorite book. It was all about the actual life-changing moment, marriage, and motherhood, three things that I can't really say I like in movies, to be honest. It's probably because I'm a young person, but I don't know. I like the drama leading up to the end. Then after the happily ever ending, I'm good not knowing. This book/movie is basically about "what comes after the decision is made" (to become a vampire, I mean). Plus, this book was really long and drawn-out, all about a disgusting, bad pregnancy of a vamp baby and about saying good-bye (aka not the good stuff). That's why it was my least favorite (even if Bella finally gets with Edward).

So I feel I should state this before my review. It wasn't my favorite Twilight book by any means. Also, I should say this: I'm no longer 17 years old. I no longer look at Twilight in the same way. I now LIKE being in my 20s. I mean, currently I think I wouldn't mind staying in my 20s for years and being a vampire (like a 'True Blood' vampire), but since clearly I thought that back when I was 17, too, it's probably for the best I don't know any vampires (or persistent tattoo artists, haha; I'm indecisive). So yeah. Now I see Twilight as a little kid thing. It's always been a bit too mushy-gushy for me, too, but that's a side-note.

Now for my movie review.

First of all, the fan-base. My spellmomma pointed this out to me at first. She laughed about how babies were crying in the theater. How messed up is that? Who would take an infant to a movie about killing, blood, and sex? What's next? A midnight showing of "Rocky Horror?" I'm not talking a young child; that's a little different. Kids at least can think about things and look back on things. Babies just cry and get scared and don't understand. And on that note, why are new mothers going to this movie? I get that Bella becomes a new mom in this, and half the movie is based on how she's going through a critical pregnancy, but yikes, Moms. Couldn't you find it on Netflix? It's not THAT good of a movie that you should drag your newborn to the movie.

My spellbrother told me he heard girls were wearing wedding dresses to the movie at the midnight showing. Maybe this baby-bringing thing is along those lines. Like, "Oh, Bells and I are totes bffs because we both have babies!" ...Ugh.

The only people in the audience that I understand (yet still don't like) are the sex-crazed Moms. Edward is having a steamy sex scene in the movie at one point (I couldn't really get into it since I was sitting next to my spellmomma and babies kept crying--two immediate turn-offs), and he breaks the bed frame because he's a vamper--women went nuts. It was, like, so uncomfortable, yet funny. I slouched in my seat. I won't lie. It was like watching soft-core porn with the most vocal, strangest crowd ever. But it makes sense. This is the moms-night-out, I guess. ...PLEASE don't let that be me someday. PLEASE. (I'm not talking 20s-30s year old moms; that's a little different. I'm talking MOMS moms).

And now the actual movie.

This movie was directed in a very exciting way, and it made a lot of cool choices. I noticed Stephenie Meyer was the producer (and got a quick cameo moment in the wedding scene), so I guess that's why this movie was clearly getting money DUMPED on it from all angles, but I won't hate. I loved the cinematography. Granted, the movie and the book were meant to get gross, so when I started to gag throughout, it was a sign that the movie was staying true to the book (a little too true, but true nonetheless). When Bella starts looking like a dying person, I admit I was freaked out/disgusted, but she was supposed to look like she was dying. Good work, movie. Plus, her transformation right before the credits was pretty great. Also, referencing past movies in the series was interesting (especially in subtle ways, like when they played Bella and Edward's prom song at the wedding scene). A lot of little things were fixed, and even though that script is always a little stupid and Jacob's body is still overused (though changing his shorts to cargo instead of jeans was wonderful), it was "visually-dynamic" (that was my own reference from the first Twilight movie, for you twihards out there). Also, the scene of the actual childbirth, while making me very disgusted and freaked out, was incredibly affecting. And when the morphine paralyzes Bella, and there are little ways to show how she's actually in agony, it was very cool. If you're going to spend millions and make millions on a movie, little things like that was always nice to see.

And for such a long movie, it didn't drag as bad as I thought it might've. The chunkiness of the book didn't seem as awkward in the movie, I felt, and I admit the movie was funny at parts. I love Robert Pattinson to death, but he was put-out at some parts in how he had to act, but otherwise I think he was fabulous, and I have to admit Kristen Stewart was not nearly as annoying in this movie (though that's still not saying I like her as an actress at all)--she just seemed more sober in this movie, and more awake. (I figure she wasn't smoking between takes this time around, honestly, haha).

For a while, I thought the movie was rated R. Was it? I never double-checked. Was it PG-13? I mean, there was a lot of sex stuff, but it was generally clean. The honeymoon was obviously my favorite part, and the island was as sick as I knew it'd be. It wasn't as overly romantic as I feared it might be made, and for that I was grateful. As much as Bella and Kristen Stewart can be bratty, that's one of the reasons I can stand them--they do avoid overly romantic stuff well, I guess (though obviously not perfectly, because the movie is very sickly sweet at points, too, as previously noted).

Sometimes I felt the relationship between Edward and Bella fell apart, which was totally different from how I imagined in the book, and I thought that was both horrifying and hilarious. And weird and intriguing, too. It's like, almost real. Weird. I don't know.

What else can I go on about? Oh! Now I can be a jerk! The "beautiful" vampires.

I'm not perfect. I won't ever say I am. But if I have billions of dollars and the mission to find the hottest, most C-list actors I can to fit a role, I could do it. "Breaking Dawn" couldn't. Granted, Rosalie gaining some weight is hard to get around. But then why wouldn't they dress her better? It was obvious. I thought she was a pregnant vampire-baby carrier, too. (I'm a terrible person). Also, the vampire friends from out of town were, while akin to porn stars in looks, not beautiful at all, in my opinion. They honestly looked like they came from a porn industry. Did anyone else get that impression? The one guy was a pimp, and the bleach blondes with work done were super-fake and awkward-looking? I get that beauty is in the eye of the beholder and all that stuff, but since when is that look "beautiful?" I was expecting girls like Bella--normal girls that just happen to look like movie stars, too. Not overly-done up girls. I get that they didn't want to confuse the vampires with the humans (other movie stars), but then again, who's going to miss those ridiculous contacts--ahem, I mean "eyes."

Maybe I'm being too mean, but up close, they look like they're super-fake.

Anyways, I have a million more insults for this movie, and I probably could find other nice things to say about it, too, but this is a longer enough spellpost. I just felt I needed to say something about the movie.

And I feel I can say all of this. I used to be a huge Twilight fan, and I know EVERYTHING (basically) about the series, and now that I'm far enough removed, and I'm studied a bit in the art of filmmaking and movies and screenplays and all that stuff, I can be pretty objective. I don't know...

But think what you will of my review. It's just my (semi-mean) opinion of it. Otherwise, I'd say that you should see it. It's famous, and it really doesn't "suck" as bad as the other movies in the series do.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Home and Cranky.

2011-11-18T11:57:00.001-09:00

Okay. This whole diet thing has turned me into a monster. I, like, can't even function and I'm crabby and tired. I might just go take a nap in a minute.

I feel awful, though, because I drove home at, like, 7am this morning (another natural, 6:30am wake-up), and I was all cheerful then, but then as soon as I'm home and running around town with my spellmomma and we're going to all these mom stores, I became such a snot and I couldn't even get the strength to just power through it. I mean, granted, sometimes she can be a total mom and run me right into the ground out of excitement (I think she's just glad to have me home, so I can't complain), but today I was like, freaking out. It's not right. I shouldn't be this tired. I JUST started break. I should be energized. I ate a ton today. I should running laps around other people. What's wrong with me?

Anyways, I think I'm going to go take out my contacts and take a nap. Maybe watch some "Glee" first... we'll see.

Anyways, "Breaking Dawn" tonight with my spellmomma--hope she isn't still mad about me bailing halfway through our shopping day. :(

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

6:30am-10pm: Am I Old?

2011-11-17T18:03:00.000-09:00

This has become my hours of operation, accidentally.

I wake up, eat everything in sight (stupid, little, diet thing), go to classes/go on the computer, have about 17 coffees, watch a movie or something, do something musical-related, hang out with friends, and sleep. This has become the general pattern of my days. It's sad. Once in a while, I change it up by throwing in an intense work-out, but those days are the crazy ones.

... Sigh.

I think this musical starting up will be healthy for me. I'll get out more, meet new people, have renewed ambition,... right now I'm just waiting for Thanksgiving. And it can't come fast enough. I leave for home tomorrow. I have to wake up (preferably not before 8am), check the listing for my auditions (takin' names), eat breakfast, pack up my fish and a few last things, and head on home. :) Sounds easy enough, eh?

'Til then, I'm going to go to bed and be lame. Super exhausted and downright downtrodden (not the right word, but it works for wordplay). Lame, I know, hahaha.

Anyways, night spellreaders! :)

BS-ing like a Boss.

2011-11-16T14:58:00.000-09:00

Today was a pretty impressive example of my BS-ing abilities. I managed to complete two presentations for class and both turned out pretty well (if I do say so myself), and I also managed to postpone a homework assignment until tomorrow. I think that's successful.

Also, the Peanut Butter-Chocolate bars/Reeses things came out really well. They're delicious. I don't really want to talk about it, though, because I'm trying not to eat anymore of them until tomorrow.

What else can I talk about? Hmm... not else has really happened today. I'm kind of crabby because I'm hungry, stressed, tired, overworked, underpaid, and and and just being a little snot. Everything's been getting to me. I really must reign in my 'tude, yo. It's unsufferable itself. That's when you know you're being crabby: when your own bad attitude pisses you off (pardon my language).

Anyways, I'm going to go take out my contacts and then go to bed. It's 7pm, but I need to put myself out for the night, I think.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

The Vegan Stoner's Second Spellpost of Praise.

2011-11-15T05:00:00.000-09:00

So this was my breakfast:

Granted, I made the poor girl's version (which means I had tofu squares on a toasted English Muffin), but it was still good. It tasted like turkey, I think (not exactly, I don't think, and granted I haven't tasted turkey in nearly a year and a half), and that's kind of why I didn't like it (wasn't a huge turkey fan pre-vegan), but it was otherwise good. And I think it was good to eat all that protein so that I'll have energy tonight.

Tonight, or perhaps sometime this week, I'm making these/this:

Easy to make and absolutely mouthwatering. I CAN'T WAIT.

AHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Ahem. That is all. I'm off to go take notes for class.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

A Weird 7am mission that ended in more sleep.

2011-11-14T06:16:00.002-09:00

This morning at 7am, I woke up from a dream in a weird state. I didn't know why I was awake, and I was still definitely tired--it's been a tiring weekend. But, I knew I had to be up and get something done. And that's when I saw it: my uneaten Chipotle vegan burrito from yesterday, which I had saved for today. 705 calories, about 24% fat for a regular diet, made of a lot of good, organic-y stuff... it screamed my name. Amazed IT didn't wake up my spellroomie, and also amazed I didn't as I clambered out of bed blindly, grabbed the bag, and made my way downstairs to the communal microwave at 7:02am (or around then).

So then I climbed back into bed, after my burrito was all nice and toasty, and I munched it all up from under my covers while my spellroomie probably pretended to sleep through the noisiest, weirdest moment of our living-together experience.

All in all, it was a delicious burrito, and when I finished wolfing it down at about 7:24am, I threw out all my trash, reset my alarm to 9am instead of 8am (which later got pushed back to 9:30am), and I rolled back over and went back to bed with enough food for a small family chilling in my stomach, growling and making a lot of unsettling noises. No stomach wants to be assaulted like that in the morning, but my tastebuds couldn't help themselves.

I don't think I regret my decision, but I think later I will.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes" (seriously).

Chipotle Has Earned my Respect.

2011-11-13T14:22:00.001-09:00

Soooo I may die tonight. Not of anything major; just desire. Desire for the chipotle vegan burrito sitting on my desk, waiting to be eaten as soon as I stir tomorrow morning. But the original question probably circulating your minds, dear readers, is why has this godsend--ahem, sorry; this fast food joint--earned the respect of such a careful vegan and health nut?

Well, firstly, they're kind of health nuts, too, but in the fun, Spellgirl-ish way; by this I mean that they're chill about eating burrito and good-tasting stuff while also caring about the environment and using organic, healthy stuff. This site has made me notice their true, inner awesomeness, as well.

Also, they sort of did the whole Vegan thing when I asked them to. I'm hoping it is truly vegan, because I said I wanted it vegan and the girl seemed to know what I meant and didn't say it wasn't a choice, but... yeah... working off pure trust, and why not? They seem like a trustworthy fast food chain, don't they?

Alas, I have found myself in Chipotle's debt. If I see them again, I shall pay them my respects and eat, Eat, EAT.

Back at SLU now. Hope I survive the next couple hours, and the last four days before Thanksgiving break starts.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

my third world cup//POSTED.

2011-11-12T04:18:00.003-09:00

//POSTED.

Hey spellreaders! This is being spellposted the day after it was originally supposed to be written--hope that's all right.

So yesterday was a good time in NYC. First I played three Quidditch matches at the World Cup on Randall's Island (in New York City). Then I proceeded to drive myself into Brooklyn and visit my spellbrother, the law student at Brooklyn Law School (I'm bragging). We went for coffee and had a good, ol' chat. His roommate seems nice and it was awesome to hang around his neck of the woods (since there were no woods--I didn't see many trees growing in Brooklyn). But yeah--a good time has had by all. Then I headed back to my spellbuddy's house (where we stayed while playing at the World Cup--she lives in New Jersey and was nice enough to let our team sleep on her living room floor) around 11pm.

And now I'm an experienced city driver. I'm aggressive now. I'm so proud of my city-driving skills (again, I'm bragging). I'm only bragging, though, because I used to be kind of bad at driving in cities and such. Now I'm a pro. Thanks to my handy-dandy GPS, all was well that ended well.

Except my GPS couldn't help us win any of our Quidditch matches (0-3 for day one, and then the other team quit for day two, so I guess we won by default snitch catch (leaving us ahead 30-0), but that doesn't REALLY count). Alas, though, it's all about having fun, not about winning the nerd cup--ahem, I mean the World Cup. :P

Anyways, time for bed after two nights of roughing it on the floor. Good night, spellreaders!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Where they got their start.

2011-11-11T09:01:00.000-09:00

You know, I never really put much thought into how people that are, like, some of my favorite comedians got their start. Like, Drew Carey, Ryan Stiles, Colin Mocharie, Wayne Brady... all these hilarious guys (the guys on "Whose Line is it Anyway?")... Like, has anyone put much thought into their roots? So today, as I was watching some clips on youtube, you know, brushing up on improv games and getting ideas, I decided I wanted to check out some of their backstories, ya know?

Well, what I found was two very interesting clips that may lead to me taking the time to watch the extended versions of the clips. Check these 2 (1 and 2) clips out. I might just start watching this "Raw Nerve" show on youtube for fun, anyways... sounds interesting.

Anyways, in other news, I can't actually go to improv today (first time I'm missing, and it stinks) because the quidditch team and I are heading to NYC for the World Cup this weekend at 2:30pm today (improv's at 4pm-6:30-ish pm). :( Bummer to miss improv, but NYC will be fun, I assume.

...Unlike the Tick Tock last night. SUPER awkward. This one guy, nice enough to dance with me, was a bit weird. He was just not a good dancer, quite short--way shorter than me; I'm quite tall--, and just a bit stranger than me, and I'm pretty crazy myself. My spellbuddies were, like, laughing at him (and me, which I shouldn't really take to heart, because I know they're teasing, but I'm human, and while I try to be above it all, it still does worm its way down into my subconscious and makes me embarrassed, which I KNOW is wrong). And so after a dance with him (I'll never turn down a guy for a dance, because I'm always impressed they have the guts to ask any girl to dance, ya know?--brave guys are hot), after I politely tried to sneak away, he tailed after me on the dance floor and tried to move in "for the kill" like a million times during our 2nd round of dancing (I couldn't just say know, and in our defense, we were having SOME fun--thank you, "sodas"). I told him I had a boyfriend after a while (my go-to statement for 'please stop; I'm trying to be nice'), and I felt like such a jerk because he really was a nice guy, BUT, alas, I'm cursed to not like nice guys. And that's about when I left, and my spellbuddies trailed after me (I felt bad about that, too, since it was only, like, 20 minutes into the partying). It's just, like, Thursdays are weird nights to party-it-up at the Tick Tock--I know that now--and while I wasn't completely unsuccessful, I didn't want to chalk up the night to a random make-out sesh with a guy that I really wasn't into and kind of, according to my spellbuddy, "danced up and down, like a monkey."

Where was the guy I was looking for last night? I don't care if he talks to me, dances with me, looks at me... I just want to have a good goal to strive for. Not much was strive-worthy last night.

...Did I mention I'm kind of a brat? (I feel guilty about all this, but I told myself I'd be more open with your spellreaders, so here ya go--judge away. I deserve it, haha).

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

My Distinguishable Handwriting.

2011-11-10T04:48:00.002-09:00

The first example I could find on my computer of my handwriting (some may remember this old treat):

So my anthro spellprofessor apparently thinks my handwriting is distinguishable. That's not good, I don't think, because I think it shows how disturbingly tough it is to read my penmanship, but at the same time, I heard good writers usually have bad handwriting... so maybe that's a good thing? Smart people tend to have gross handwriting, too! ...So do morons, though, so it's kind of a tough call. Needless to say, I'm not normal, so that's somewhat good, right? It means something.

On that note, I'd love to have an expert look at my handwriting and tell me what it says about me. I read this article once that said something about how the way people write certain letters certain ways says a lot about them. Like, LONGGGGG letters are sexual and cramped writing means you're either smart or self-aware (sort of self-conscious, but not really). I don't know. I love all that stuff (unless it says I'm secretly, like, a murderer or something--that I don't love, and that's DEFINITELY not true... I mean, that's what a murderer WOULD say, but I think you spellreaders know I don't have time to commit murders with all the other stuff I have going on these days, hahaha). Anyways, now I'm thinking about my handwriting a lot. I think it's interesting that it's noticable. Maybe that means I shouldn't write secret love notes or anything--that would be a bit embarrassing-- "Oh, Spellgirl's handwriting, of course!"

...Yikes.

Anyways, back to Anthro. I'll hit ya'll up tomorrow. :) Have a good one!

P.S. Going to the Tick Tock tonight. Hmm?

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Now I feel bad...

2011-11-09T14:44:00.000-09:00

Apparently "Glee" overheard me. There are two new episodes I haven't seen yet. And now I'm off to watch them both.

OH! The Irish Kid on "Glee" is on! Over the summer, I watched basically just the first episode of that 'behind the scenes "Glee" picking new cast' show, and when I watched it, I immediately loved the Irish kid. He's adorable, and who doesn't love a sexy Irish accent? Plus, I'm, like, 100% Irish, so I gotta represent! Hahaha... Anyways, I'm glad to see an Irish kid from the Mother Country owning it in the states :) It's nice. I also love all the Irish jokes thrown his way, especially from the Britney character, hahaha. Her character's script is always hilarious.

I'm starting to approve of the choices "Glee" is making now. I mean, yesterday when I was at the gym (yeah--I do work out once in a while), I noticed "Glee" on the soundless TV and I'd admit I was not as thrilled as per usual... but then I starting watching the soundless show and it looked like it had started to get its act together again, meeting its (and my) high standards...

...So thus, I'm giving them a second chance.

We'll see if they are on pitch, tee hee hee (that was a music pun). :)

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

I gotta lotta links.

2011-11-08T09:55:00.000-09:00

Hey spellreaders! How're your days going?! Mine's fine, thanks for asking.

Here's a few links ya'll should check out.

First is this one. This just shows ridiculous animals bonding with children (yuck). I like the random pig one in there, though, and I like animals, so whatever. It's just the kids I don't like, haha. This link is similar.

And now the big surprise. This is a site that Craw, the guy that used to write for Working Man's Diary, has created (with others?). It's why he left everyone's second favorite blog on the internet's writing staff (we're number 1, we're number 1!). The new site is called "Jump Genre," and it's addicting. It's, like, the place to go when you like the lyrics of a song but not the genre or band that's doin' it, hahaha. Just check it out. iCALLSHOTGUN performs Nelly's "Ride Wit Me" acoustically, and it's currently my new favorite song. Soo fun! And their logo is adorable, the site's is:

Pandas are soo cute. :)

Anyways, check it out and I'll talk to ya'll tomorrow!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Facebook Find of the Day.

2011-11-07T04:23:00.000-09:00

This is the Facebook Find of the Day--it's pretty funny: Click it.

I'm currently up getting ready for a day of fun, which'll involve meetings, class, and lots of me wishing there was more vegan flatbread in my food bin under my bed (probably a great thing there's none, though, because I eat it for every meal).

This is another funny link connected to the first one. I haven't flipped through it all, but it starts out funny.

So I have breakfast in 40 minutes and I have to get ready and stuff now-ish. I have to freshen up, do something with my gross hair, put in my contacts, and ... yeah. That's basically it. I already did a lot else. I'm glad I woke up early enough to shower this morning. Definitely a blessing. Unfortunately I got stuck with the awkwardly a thousand degree shower that scalds everyone's skin because my favorite shower was taken, but alas, at 7:30 in the morning, even burning my alive is not going to bother me more than being awake in general does. Even IF I'm awake naturally.

Did I mention I met my Stage Manager yesterday? He seems nice... and willing to learn, haha. More on this development later, though, because I need to go about my day now.

Have a good day, and get the good showers, spellreaders!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

So Wells is interesting...

2011-11-06T17:58:00.000-09:00

I am back home at SLU, and after an interesting ngiht at Wells, it's safe to say that I picked the right school for me. Wells is great, but I think I drank everyone under the table ("sodas"-wise, of course, haha). I feel like I'm not welcomed back... but I still had a fun, great time ;) Thanks for inviting me to your beautiful campus, spellbuddy!

And now I'm back to the grind. I have a week until my co-director goes to Oregon, two weeks until Thanksgiving break, and about two and a half weeks until auditions for my musical happen. Nerve-wracking, eh? It's thrilling, but stressful.

A break in the stress? "Breaking Dawn." It's comes out the night of the first day of Thanksgiving break (nice, little treat from the Cinema Gods, I think). I'm not exactly a Twi-Hard, but I'll admit I'll go ASAP.

Anyways, I'm gunna go. It's about 10pm and I woke up around 6:15am--clocks set back, though, so it was basically 7:15am--and I need to be up and ...adam?... by 9am).

And maybe I should shower for once?... That's a joke... sort of.

Also, my spellroomie and I are moving into a Quad next semester. I don't think either of us are jumping for joy, but it won't be THAT bad. Two fun, new girls in the Annex will be fun, right?

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Going to Wells!

2011-11-05T02:56:00.000-09:00

Today I'm heading off to Wells for Erotic Ball! My spellbuddy (obviously from home) goes there and she wants me to meet all the handsome boys at her school since my luck's been shotty here. I admit: I'm excited.

Mostly because I get to see my old spellbuddy, but also because I get to rewear my awesome, sexy Halloween costume! Hahaha, and also because I get to party without regret tonight. No one will be there to judge my careless behavior, and I plan to drink numerous sodas. It should be a good night.

I'll be back tomorrow, though. I've got to go to Quidditch at 1pm, Laurentian Magazine at 5pm, a Musical meeting at 5:45pm, and an Annex meeting at 9pm. Plus, I really gotta figure out my schedule for school, because between you and me, spellreaders, I'm considering going to England in the fall of my senior year. Maybe...

Also, I got my junior year project proposal passed! Yay! :)

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

I'll spellpost soon.//POSTED.

2011-11-04T16:50:00.002-09:00

Bedtime for Spellgirl.//POSTED.

What do ya'll think it means for canned vegetables to have a "ham style flavoring?" I mean, the ingredients have "natural flavoring," but it never says "meat" on the can ingredients list. I won't eat it until I know for sure if there is ham in my green beans and potatoes mix, but it's frustrating. Ugh!

You never trust ham/hams. They lie, or they're made of meat. Either one. (That wasn't supposed to be a sexual reference--I didn't even consider that thought when I first wrote that... hahaha, sorry. That's totally gross to point out).

I should go. Hahaha....

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

The Top Ten Worst/Best Sites to Find Recipes.

2011-11-03T04:11:00.000-09:00

Hey spellreaders. I'm hungry. You know what helps me remember how much I hate being hungry? Vegan Recipe Sites.

So check these out (I thought ya'll deserved a Top Ten, though these are, granted, in no particular order).

1) Finding Vegan is one my spellbuddy showed me yesterday. I want to try to make the 5-step pumpkin pie ASAP.

2) Vegan Meat is a new one for me, too. Some good stuff.

3) Random Girl is one I stumbled upon (not the stumbleupon site, I mean as I was googling food) recently, as well.

4) The Vegan Stoner site has already been discussed here, but it's great. I don't know how often they update their site, but yum. Just yum.

5) Not sure how much Vegan Essentials counts, but I like to mess around on it.

6) Another one that doesn't really count, but this is another great site to browse through for the occasional laugh and interesting fact is Vegan Porn. It's not what it sounds like. Totally PG-13.

7) VegWeb is another good recipe site, but nothing is really drool-worthy. Just sayin'.

8) FatFreeVegan is one I found recently. Want people to think you're crazy? Only eat fat free vegan food.

9) Stupid name: VeganYumYum. Good looking food, though.

10) And... the coolest one...? Post Punk Kitchen. Good food and cool look.

Looks yummy, right? Those are Post Punk pictures.

But yeah... I'm starving. I ate a rice cake today for breakfast along with this little treat my spellmomma left for me. One of these (I had the almond free kind):

Anyways... yum. It is pretty yummy. ...I'm always hungry these days, hahaha.

Enjoy this last link: jfksd. I'm not saying anything. Make your own conclusions, hahaha.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

What's Good with "Glee?"

2011-11-02T04:48:00.001-09:00

^^Strange?

So does anyone know what's going on with "Glee?" I feel like the show should have a new episode now (or last week, or the week before that), but alas, there is no show. They are a no-show. What's up with that?

Did "Glee" just kind of run out of ideas? Are they working on the "West Side Story" thing? Are they over? I'm actually okay with it being over for now, simply because I want to do my play before they do theirs (I am riffing on 'West Side Story,' so it's ridiculous that they happened to choose that play, as well), but I just want to know what's up. I mean, it's been an awful season, but 3 episodes have aired. I feel like an explaination should at least be offered.

Oh well. I don't care that much. I'm busy enough without "Glee" consumming a dreadful half an hour of my life (I would watch it, and regret that choice). I just feel like it's like... you know... It's like that feeling you get when this guy asks for your number, and even though you're not that into him, you give it to him and he never calls you. It's like that. It's like, you don't really want him to call, but why isn't he calling? It's like that. And it's obnoxious.

Grow a pair, "Glee," and stop making me think you're more important/better than you actually are.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Peas, Carrots, and Rice Cake Day.

2011-11-01T03:37:00.000-09:00

As opposed to yesterday, today will consist of a healthy diet. Not saying pure, vegan chocolate chips are that unhealthy, but they certainly do leave you wanting more, which is dangerous (in excess, anything sweet is bad). Luckily I kept myself in control somewhat yesterday, and I only ate 114 chocolate chips--which may seem like a lot, but at the same time, it's really not that much. ...And I mean, it was worth it, especially on Halloween.

But yes. After going to the gym yesterday and burning off, like, 2/3 of the chocolate chips, I've decided to get my game face back on. I'm back to the no-nonsense living. I'm back to try to work out as often as possible and eat as healthily as possible. That might mean no more chocolate chips (unless it's an emergency, I've decided), and not as many vegan burritos. Starch is not good, either. Unfortunately.

So yeah, that's my life, sadly enough. It basically focuses on food, hahaha. Not really. This is just a part of my life. A small part. But a part, nonetheless. This is part next to the Hill News part, the schooling part, the homework part, the Laurentian Magazine part, the KSLU part, the social part, the Quidditch part, the Annex house part, and the musical/play part.

...Sigh. I think that's everything (it scares me that I'm not positive... hope I'm not missing meetings, hahaha).

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Chocolate Day.

2011-10-31T07:52:00.001-09:00

Today is HALLOWEEN!! I LOVEEEEE HALLOWEEN! It's my favorite holiday! I'm treating myself today to 38 vegan chocolate chips for the special day (also, so I don't go crazy while eating else goes choco-choco crazy). Also, I'm wearing my Sirius Black Harry Potter shirt (and my new scarf, haha--aren't those pictures WEIRD?).

Today I finished my Junior Project Proposal for my play next semester--I am hoping all goes smoothly on that front. I think things looked clean-cut and nice and formal.

I'm currently in my Gender, Sex, and Sexuality in Musicals class (World Dramatic Literature), and after this I'm going to lunch with my spellbuddies. I brought candy to my class (I figured that be a nice, little treat... or a trick? Hahaha, not really a trick... that was a silly pun).

We're focusing on "Rocky Horror Show" in class--it's a thick discussion. Haha, I should probably go do that (that song is a part of the discussion--Brad Majors hits a heck of a note in there).

By the way, check out the google banner today, if you get a chance. It's really fun. I love when Google makes fun videos for their banner. (I love Google, in generally, actually).

Anyways... here's a sign-off:

Cute, isn't he? Love me some Jack Skellington.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Yesterday was oodles of fun//POSTED.

2011-10-30T11:23:00.002-09:00

I'll get to that spellpost and today's at another time, though, because I have a meeting soon-ish. Busy, busy.//POSTED.

So Sunday's are usually busy. In the morning, my spellbuddies and I drove to Syracuse to go to the mall. I bought some fun stuff (needed a new scarf--I have a nice, little vampire bite on my neck, haha, so I need to cover that from all those that don't know me; I think you spellreaders can hear this and laugh with me). We were in Syracuse from, like, 10 (left at 8am) until about 12:30pm (had to be back by 3pm--I had a KSLU meeting at 3pm).

At 5pm, I had a Laurentian Magazine meeting, as per usual, and then my 9pm Annex House meeting was cancelled, which was fantastic. I instead did my homework for class and then went to "The Rum Diary" at 9:30pm. Made me want to write and do hard drugs, haha. GREAT movie! Love Johnny Depp. He's wonderful. So handsome. :) I felt some resparkage for him after this one--he was lookin' and fresh again, which is great... Missed him as a youngin' man. But then... alas... I remember he is, like, old-ish. ...Bummer. :( Hahaha...

Anyways, it was a great movie and ya'll should see it.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

First KSLU SHOW!//POSTED.

2011-10-29T15:47:00.002-09:00

Sorry I can't spellpost at this moment, but my first show was tonight for KSLU! I'll tell ya'll more later!//POSTED.

Hey ya'll. Canada was awesome. We nearly won everything. We got 4th/5th place in the country (of Canada), and won the Most Spirited award (we were the only crazy Americans, so that makes sense). Luckily, we made it back in the states--I'm still sore, by the way, from getting tackled by some many Canadians. Hahaha...

Then I had my first KSLU show. Saturdays 6-8pm. (Tune in next week). My spellbuddies helped me out and it was a ton of fun. We learned a lot about how the system goes, and I think it was a successful first show of the semester. (Very different from freshman year--I wish I could've done this last year, but it wasn't working, if ya'll were wondering).

And at the end of the night, I partied hard dressed as, like, a Top Gun girl. No pictures were taken unfortunately/thankfully. It was a fun night.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Give and Take of Everything.

2011-10-28T14:11:00.000-09:00

This isn't just about the give and take of Facebook; this is about the give and take of everything. I shall mostly focus on romance.

When you like someone, you tend to give a lot. Or nothing. I feel like I flip-flop between the two, and it makes me come off as "unstable" or "crazy." This happens. This is not the point.

The point is this. When you like someone, and they give a little back, you love it. If that take too much, or disregard your existence, it isn't very fun.

Sigh.

So give. Keep giving. Even to people you don't care to give to. Because you know what? Karma. Karma'll show up, and then it'll take from you, and you don't want to feel that burn. Because it's hot. Karma's burn is hot. Karma is hot? No. That's weird. And gross. I don't like Karma.

And now Karma's going to keep making the guy I like keep taking from me, just because I don't reciprocate Karma's feelings of 'give' for me.

Do you understand, spellreaders? Love Karma, love others... and maybe you'll get some lovin' back (from those YOU love).

Does that work? ... Boy, I hope so. I'm lonely. :(

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

SURVIVOR.

2011-10-27T05:42:00.000-09:00

Hey, all! So I think I did all right on my midterm exam for Anthropology this morning! I studied for a few hours last night in the library, took care to focus on the stuff I was warned against, and then this morning, I only felt uncertain about a single thing or two. Otherwise, I felt pretty good about it. I hope that stands for something. :) I also took my time, so that's good, right? --My good is incredible right now. To top it off, I received a shirt in the mail that I ordered from urban outfitters a while ago, and it fits well and IS AWESOME! It's definitely one of my new, favorite, hipster t-shirts. I'm so happy with it. I immediately put it on upon seeing it, and it fits fine (even though it's a medium and I'm super tall). Urban Outfitters, this spellpost is for you. I love you, Urban Outfitters, with every hipster-y bone in my anthropologically-correct body! (The hip bone is indeed connected to the femur, and so on and so forth). :)

Boy, my mood is beautiful. I survived this week pretty well thus far, and now I'm on the way out of the stress part of the week. Plus, yesterday's showing of "'Tis Pity She's a Whore" (had a typo yesterday--whoops) was BEAUTIFUL (as was the male lead). One of my new favorite shows... I don't think I'd go that far, BUT the group was smashing! I can't wait to see them all again on Friday for "A Winter's Tale." I got a sweatshirt and a t-shirt from them (I got an old shirt 2 years ago when they first came--had they came last year here, I would've got another shirt--my spellmomma says you can't buy 'em online). My sweatshirt says "We do it with the lights on: American Shakespeare Center" (which references how they keep the lights on for all their shows, as Shakespeare had done back in his day); the shirt say "'Almost Blasphemy' Tour 2011" (it's awesome). My clothing purchases lately have been quite happy-making. (Oh, and someone asked me what I'm referencing when I say things like 'happy-making' instead of, say, 'my clothes purchases have made me happy lately'--I'm referencing the "Uglies" Series by Scott Westerfeld, which is a great read from high school).

Also, moving on, yesterday at the Shakespeare thing, this older dude came up to me and was like, "Wow! I used to work in NYC with Models, and you need to be one!" He said my hair and height were great, my smile was basically affecting, and I had the air of a model. Then he might've insulted my hands (unsure on that point; may have been a compliment). But yeah-- pretty much the weirdest, craziest, nicest person I've ever met. Made my day, nonetheless, and gave me a good jolt of positivity (even if I don't believe it one bit... fishing for compliments?).

Anyways, off to go model my new shirt in Acting Styles class (while I get some feedback on my shaky first performance). Love you all, spellreaders, and hope your days are as 'happy-making' as mine are!

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

This week will be labeled as "Sleepy Week"

2011-10-26T10:40:00.000-09:00

Funny story. Labelled and labeled are both correct, according to my spellgirl blogger spellcheck thing. Who knew? (I feel like I should've known that...) That's beside the point. The point is: this week is nuts. BUT, I'm getting stuff done, which is lovely. And I'm eating Asparagus, which is both delicious and surprisingly healthy, so I'm content.

One of the things I got done today (aside from homework and going to class) is that I finally went out to Potsdam and got the zipper on my Halloween costume set up to be fixed for this weekend! Yay! It'll be done by Friday morning! (Question: the tailor said it was fine to pay before or after, and I chose after-- is this rude)?

Anyways, other stuff for the day: I have a meeting with my professor at 4pm (that's why I'm not in my 3 hour class right now); then I have to cover this art gallery talk thing on campus for the Hill News; then, while getting dinner with my spellbuddy, I'm going to remail some letters (not enough postage) AND I'm going to hit up this thing at the Winston Room (free reusable water bottles for a good cause); then, I'm going to the Shakespeare play on campus "'Tis a Pity She's a Whore" at 7:30pm, and then I'm locking myself in the library 'til closing time (or later, given that it has a 24-hour room) so I can somehow do okay on my Anthropology Midterm tomorrow (tests--boo!).

It's, sadly, a relaxed day. Tomorrow will be smooth sailing. ...Want to hear what I'm doing the rest of the week?! I'm sure ya'll do! Because that's why you're here. You want to know what it's like to be a semi-crazy college student. (You've, again, come to the right place). Here's my schedule until Monday (where it'll start all over again):

Thursday:

7:30am Wake-up call. 8:30am Anthropology Midterm Exam (until 10am). Acting class sort of cancelled; instead, 10:50am-11:40am acting meeting about our first performance, and how to improve for our final performance for the Restoration Period (note: I didn't miss any of my lines in my performance, but I did rush, and I learned all my lines the day before). 12-6pm: Create and submit my Junior Project Form (due November 1st). 6:30-7:30pm: Quidditch (we're going to Canada this weekend, as you'll see, so this is a mandatory practice). Work out at night. (Easy day, admittedly).

Friday:

9:30am costume pick-up. 11:45am meeting for Musical. 12pm- meeting for Musical, but now for the costume shop portion. 4-6/6:30pm: Improv (in costume?). 7:30- Shakespeare performance of "A Winter's Tale" (this tour company is putting on shows this week for only $5 a pop, so I'm getting my Shakespearean fill in now before "Anonymous" comes out).

Saturday:

Leave for Canada bright and early; get home around 6pm, hopefully. 6-8pm KSLU first radio show of the year ("Just tune in, turn off, drop out, drop in, switch off, switch on and explode."). 9:30pm-Halloween Party at my theme house, which, technically, me and my spellbuddy are "throwing" (so I should probably attend). Big Outing Club Halloween party on campus after our party, so there afterwards.

Sunday:

Syracuse Mall at 8am, if not earlier; back on campus by, at least, 3pm (No Quidditch practice, I'll assume, because of the Canada trip). 3pm KSLU meeting. 5pm Laurentian Magazine meeting. 9pm Annex meeting.

Oh, and sometime in the midst of all that, I need to do the following things: Type up next week's article, find old articles in the Hill News office in hard copy for my spellmomma, practice my guitar (it's been a while), buy some stuff from walmart/the mall, find my jewelry box (it might be at home), watch the movie "Every Little Step", go to a Tech Week rehearsal and take notes on/from the Director of this semester's play, edit my script, and sleep. Oh, and did I mention I'm on a crazy intense diet?

I was complaining to my spellbuddy about this, and I noted how, after college, I won't know what to do with myself (you know, after this blog turns into, like, Spellwoman's Blog), and she noted: "Well, you'll start having new things to worry about, like buying groceries and feeding your dog." And I realized, I'm glad Pyg and I are the only things I'm keeping alive right now, because if I had anything else to keep alive, I might lose my marbles. (Ugh; I forgot--I have to ALSO keep an eye on my marbles this week).

Have a great day, spellreaders! Hope this spellpost makes to happy to be alive.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

I'm super tired today, too.

2011-10-25T03:06:00.001-09:00

Ah, some good ol' fashion family fun making fun of "the system."

Good morning, spellfriends. It's 7:58am on a rainy Tuesday in late October. I am unsure what half my lines are for a play I'm presenting for class today (though I had them down last night), I got about 5 and a half hours of sleep last night, and my skin is really annoyingly dry. Plus, it's a 1000 day, which means I'm staying under 1000 calories for the day (like a cleanse day or something). It should be fun. Also, after my classes are through (8:30am-11:40am), I have improv at 4:30pm, and then I have business to attend to until late (like, 10pm or so). So, I shall be doing my homework between noon and 4pm. Maybe I'll go to the library so the constant temptation of food isn't so annoying to resist. Also, my contacts are dry, and thus irritating.

Sorry. I'm cranky and whinny. I'm just sleepy and hungry and not looking forward to this week. Plus, I need to fix the zipper on my halloween costume or else I'm, as they say, "S-O-L."

I think they meant "sun" in Spanish, not BLANK outta luck.

In better news, I had to cover a movie last night called "Dissection of an Olive," and it was really interesting and fun. I love indie-avantgard stuff. It had a great script, okay acting (some great actors), and fun visuals. Altogether a fun thing to sit through for only an hour (short, too).

Anyways, I better go. Need to toast my bread (not a sexual reference; sorry, spellparents).

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"

Sleepy Hello!

2011-10-24T13:16:00.002-09:00

That was a pun. These are pictures. Enjoy them.

If these pictures haven't made it clear, I'm a little sleepy today. Thus, I'm making this a relatively short spellpost.

This is an interesting thing I found when I googled 'Sleepy.'

Anyways, so here's the low-down.

I have to cover a story tonight in Potsdam around 7:15pm for the Hill News, and then I have to do homework in the library (tonight). Then I have to memorize tons of lines for Acting Styles, and sometime during the night after 10pm, I have to rehearse my scene with my class partner. Which should be fun, because we have to perform tomorrow and I still don't know, like, half my lines. Ugh!

Sooo sleepy. I have to grab a coffee before I adventure out to cover my story tonight. I won't survive without a coffee. My first in weeks, too. Hahaha....

Anyways, here's a site.

Have a nice night, spellreaders, and sleep tight. Bed bugs stink. (I was going to post a link or a picture, but they're super gross, and I wouldn't do that to you spellreaders, so here's this happy picture instead).

I literally googled "Happy picture" and found this. :) I'm sleepy.

"Something Wicked This Way Comes"