A Nutcase
Hello, first quarter of 2013! Hello, March! And after a few weeks, hello, summer!
Yes, it’s already March, and the semester is coming to its close. (I can’t believe it myself.) It’s already March and I still haven’t made my February Nutshell. (This, I
can believe.) I’m so busy to the point that even thinking of wanting to procrastinate is unreasonable. I’m so busy that I shouldn’t actually blog but I just needed to because it makes me sad not to write. The month of February had given me a truck of eye bags that are sizes too big for my eyes, weeks of strain and unlady-like smells, and a glorious moment with this awesome person. But, just like always, I am grateful – which means,
tada!, my roughly written, roughly enumerated February Nutshell:
I didn’t get to read a lot because of my school works. I’ve only finished two:
Five Flavors of Dumb by Anthony John (3/5 stars) and
Beautiful Creatures by Margaret Stohl and Kami Garcia (1/5 stars). I didn’t like
BC because the story was too slow and the characters were too slapdash for my taste (meaning Tris Prior and Luna Lovegood standard); I only tried reading it because of its movie adaptation, which, yes, I haven’t seen yet (need I explain why?).
I saw Colton Dixon my darling my love in person. Easily one of the best moments in my 2013, I got to see him in the flesh last
February 12 for his intimate fans day. People were supposed to get his album to actually meet him, but I didn’t because I’m such a diehard fan (meh). Even though I didn’t get to talk to or smell him or touch his hair or something, I sure am grateful that it didn’t become an epic failure like September’s.
I joined our church’s Media Ministry. Our local priest always reminds us to offer our talents in spreading the Good Word and expanding the influence of the church. I don’t have any majestic talent, so I figured I could use my love for writing and the things I learn as a Broadcasting student in strengthening my faith. (I hope I become very active in this field.)
Mumford and Sons and “Babel” won at the Grammys. I haven’t actually heard all of MAS’s songs, but I listened to “Little Lion Man” and “Winter Winds” and they’re amazing. I’m so happy for the group even though I’m not one of their most loyal and most enthusiastic fans.
My best friend and I saw Warm Bodies. Which was cute but has a lame story. I’ve read the novel and it was really lame but R and Julie was a cute couple and the lead actors in the movie (Nicholas Hoult, Teresa Palmer and Dave freakin’ Franco) were so hot they had burned every lame element in the story. (I’m so lame for repeatedly using the word “lame”.)
I’ve lost half and a quarter of my feelings for Great Crush. And geez, I’m so proud of myself. I hope they wouldn’t come back when I see him in the near future. (Me = gross. I pity the guys I liked and currently like. Such unfortunate kids.)
But then I found Weird Crush. And geez, I should brutally mutilate and/or kill myself. (
Read more? No.) I remember this scene from the movie
Bridesmaids: the main character thinks she’s crazy for running away when she already feel something real for a person (which, in my opinion, isn’t crazy at all) – that’s me. No, I haven’t felt something “real” yet for Weird Crush, but I had decided to take a head start before I find myself in awkward situations and call myself crazy.
Legally Blonde was amazing. Even though we didn’t win in the end, the experience (performing in front of the student body like I was talented and a veteran), the memories (legit rehearsals like our lives depended on it) and the sweat we had shed (I think I might have lost weight, and of course I’m a liar) were enough to make us feel like we brought home the bacon and the cheese and the eggs. “I feel so much better than before!”
Halleluiah Cathartic: “Enjoy every version of yourself you ever meet, because not everybody who discovers their true identity likes what they find.” ©
FFOD, A. John
Currents (this month):
Current Read:
Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson (which I will probably finish on April, hell)
Current Eargasm: The Lumineers, Neon Trees and Vampire Weekend
Current Reason/s To Not Procrastinate: Rise and Shine (our morning show, where I’m the Executive Producer slash Master Editor slash All-around Aide) deadline; semester finals; my first job as our Society’s President (Farewell Toast for our Seniors)
Current Favorite Person:
Angela Miller of
American Idol 12 (she’s just so amazing, and the fact that she
sang Colton’s “Never Gone” doesn’t hurt at all, thank you)
Thing/s I Look Forward To: Finishing every school work I have;
The Host movie; slumber at Mary Ann
Aah, happy March! (I’m so tired my blogging capacity is hitting bottom – my
grammar, everyone.)
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A Nutcase
Hello, first quarter of 2013! Hello, March! And after a few weeks, hello, summer!
Yes, it’s already March, and the semester is coming to its close. (I can’t believe it myself.) It’s already March and I still haven’t made my February Nutshell. (This, I
can believe.) I’m so busy to the point that even thinking of wanting to procrastinate is unreasonable. I’m so busy that I shouldn’t actually blog but I just needed to because it makes me sad not to write. The month of February had given me a truck of eye bags that are sizes too big for my eyes, weeks of strain and unlady-like smells, and a glorious moment with this awesome person. But, just like always, I am grateful – which means,
tada!, my roughly written, roughly enumerated February Nutshell:
I didn’t get to read a lot because of my school works. I’ve only finished two:
Five Flavors of Dumb by Anthony John (3/5 stars) and
Beautiful Creatures by Margaret Stohl and Kami Garcia (1/5 stars). I didn’t like
BC because the story was too slow and the characters were too slapdash for my taste (meaning Tris Prior and Luna Lovegood standard); I only tried reading it because of its movie adaptation, which, yes, I haven’t seen yet (need I explain why?).
I saw Colton Dixon my darling my love in person. Easily one of the best moments in my 2013, I got to see him in the flesh last
February 12 for his intimate fans day. People were supposed to get his album to actually meet him, but I didn’t because I’m such a diehard fan (meh). Even though I didn’t get to talk to or smell him or touch his hair or something, I sure am grateful that it didn’t become an epic failure like September’s.
I joined our church’s Media Ministry. Our local priest always reminds us to offer our talents in spreading the Good Word and expanding the influence of the church. I don’t have any majestic talent, so I figured I could use my love for writing and the things I learn as a Broadcasting student in strengthening my faith. (I hope I become very active in this field.)
Mumford and Sons and “Babel” won at the Grammys. I haven’t actually heard all of MAS’s songs, but I listened to “Little Lion Man” and “Winter Winds” and they’re amazing. I’m so happy for the group even though I’m not one of their most loyal and most enthusiastic fans.
My best friend and I saw Warm Bodies. Which was cute but has a lame story. I’ve read the novel and it was really lame but R and Julie was a cute couple and the lead actors in the movie (Nicholas Hoult, Teresa Palmer and Dave freakin’ Franco) were so hot they had burned every lame element in the story. (I’m so lame for repeatedly using the word “lame”.)
I’ve lost half and a quarter of my feelings for Great Crush. And geez, I’m so proud of myself. I hope they wouldn’t come back when I see him in the near future. (Me = gross. I pity the guys I liked and currently like. Such unfortunate kids.)
But then I found Weird Crush. And geez, I should brutally mutilate and/or kill myself. (
Read more? No.) I remember this scene from the movie
Bridesmaids: the main character thinks she’s crazy for running away when she already feel something real for a person (which, in my opinion, isn’t crazy at all) – that’s me. No, I haven’t felt something “real” yet for Weird Crush, but I had decided to take a head start before I find myself in awkward situations and call myself crazy.
Legally Blonde was amazing. Even though we didn’t win in the end, the experience (performing in front of the student body like I was talented and a veteran), the memories (legit rehearsals like our lives depended on it) and the sweat we had shed (I think I might have lost weight, and of course I’m a liar) were enough to make us feel like we brought home the bacon and the cheese and the eggs. “I feel so much better than before!”
Halleluiah Cathartic: “Enjoy every version of yourself you ever meet, because not everybody who discovers their true identity likes what they find.” ©
FFOD, A. John
Currents (this month):
Current Read:
Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson (which I will probably finish on April, hell)
Current Eargasm: The Lumineers, Neon Trees and Vampire Weekend
Current Reason/s To Not Procrastinate: Rise and Shine (our morning show, where I’m the Executive Producer slash Master Editor slash All-around Aide) deadline; semester finals; my first job as our Society’s President (Farewell Toast for our Seniors)
Current Favorite Person:
Angela Miller of
American Idol 12 (she’s just so amazing, and the fact that she
sang Colton’s “Never Gone” doesn’t hurt at all, thank you)
Thing/s I Look Forward To: Finishing every school work I have;
The Host movie; slumber at Mary Ann
Aah, happy March! (I’m so tired my blogging capacity is hitting bottom – my
grammar, everyone.)
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Already several months had passed, and I am missing
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry more and more each fleeting day. There are just some things in life that we can never forget – especially that something that had given us knowledge, skills, strong relationships and a second home. I am glad that everything in the magical world is now at peace, since Voldemort (yes, I can now say his name; no need to be afraid) had died. I had secretly admired Tom Marvolo Riddle (Voldemort’s birth name) though, because of his intelligence, passion and love for magic. Wasn’t he very clever to think of and conjure his seven
Horcruxes to preserve his life, or form a clan of
Death Eaters who were very loyal to him and would give up their lives just for him to succeed? Not everybody can acquire that much loyalty from people these days. I do not, however, admire him for the way he had carried out all of his plans. He had a good agenda, his means just weren’t morally right. But he still is one of the darkest wizards of all time… and let’s leave it that way.
Oh, for all those who are baffled of what I’m saying here and who the heck I am, my name is
Christine Faye Ordas, and I am an alumnus of Hogwarts. I came from the bronze-and-blue-clad house of the smart ass witch Rowena Ravenclaw and her dictum
“Wit beyond measure is a man’s greatest treasure.” And yes, I know the wonderful Luna Lovegood (she’s such a darling) and Harry Potter’s first crush Cho Chang. I had just left Hogwarts last May. Right now I am trying to pursue a career in magical researches, literature and writing. It’s my dream to inscribe intellectual books, publish and sell them in
Flourish and Blotts for the future Hogwarts students’ use. I am also planning to credibly write for the
Daily Prophet, the magical world’s primary news bulletin. And of course, I will be very much honored to contribute to Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood’s
Quibbler (hence, my interest in magical researches). I have always found the Lovegoods a fascinating family, and I bet working with and for them will be very exciting. Or maybe, in Merlin’s beard’s time, I can write legends and bedtime stories like the famous – and wickedly brilliant – Beedle the Bard.
And that’s how my life goes these days. I am utterly missing my old school, my friends, the Great Hall, the bronze eagle knocker just outside the Ravenclaw common room, Professor Flitwick (the head of our house), Hogsmeade, the Quidditch matches (although I didn’t actually play for the house), the moving portraits, the castle ghosts, the pumpkins on Halloween, the giant pine trees on Christmas, Rubeus Hagrid’s (Hogwarts’ gamekeeper) tea and treacle fudge – even the crabby Argus Filch (Hogwarts’ caretaker) I miss. Maybe I can visit the school grounds sometimes and see how the magical world’s been doing since Voldemort died (I’ve been spending my months in the muggle world, you see). I’ve heard everybody’s been moving on and starting all over again; the ministry is back on work under Kingsley Shacklebolt; and Harry Potter’s scar haven’t been disturbing him since.
All is well, indeed.
And because of that, we should celebrate and drink firewhisky! Oh, I still don’t drink firewhisky; I can take butterbeer or tea or pumpkin juice – just not firewhisky, please.
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