March: In a Nutshell
Congratulations to me: I survived another semester without finding myself checked in an asylum; I finished
Wintergirls (which I thought I wouldn’t be able to); and I’m now making my March Nutshell! Such big accomplishments I have!
March was crazy. The school requirements made me hopeless, tired and easily frustrated. But thank God I survived everything and left school without a hanging obligation. I’m glad everything’s over, and I just hope my grades won’t fall apart. (I need a scholarship grant.) Weird thing, though: I’m actually excited to go back to school this June because there’s just a lot to look forward to. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I want to do something and not just rot in here for the rest of the summer. Maybe I have slight ADHD – oh, my Zeus! I may be a demigod – an old rotten, past-the-age demigod.
MARCH ARCHIVES
A Nutcase
Monday, March 04, 2013
Since I wasn’t able to write my February Nutshell, I instead made a shorter version of it (and I don’t know why I posted it on March): a Nutcase. So remember:
Nutshell is the longer and acceptable summary of my month; a
Nutcase is, well, the opposite. I’m not sure if you should read it because it kind of lame (screw “kind of” – it
is lame), but if you’re so obsessed with my lame life, then go ahead. One click is free; the second, you’d need to pass through my obstacles (dragons, spikes and crazy zombies – nasty stuff).
Fading Fangirl
Sunday, March 10, 2013
I’ve been a fan of Sam Concepcion for almost seven years now. I started to go googly eyes over him before I even hit teenage-hood (not sure if this is a word). I was so obsessed with him that I proudly avow that I’m obsessed with him. But right now, my fangirl love for him is slowly decreasing, waning, faltering. Why? Well, let’s see: 1) He’s getting older; 2) I’m getting older; 3) He’s dating, but 4) I can’t hate who he’s dating because I really adore this girl; and 5) It’s pathetic to be affected by something or someone who never really had a connection with you to begin with. Maybe you would relate to it, maybe you wouldn’t. But if you do, please leave a comment! (Shameless plug, darling.)
Eruditions
Friday, March 22, 2013
No, not a
Divergent-related blog post (although I miss
Divergent like crazy). This is a post dedicated to my brain, the things I learned in a few weeks and the fulfillment I possessed after acknowledging those lessons. I can’t say anything more about this because it’s basically a rant machine about our production team; my graduating friends; and the unacceptable feelings I have for a person, feelings so ridiculous and inappropriate that even Aphrodite recoils at the idea.
Toasted
Thursday, March 28, 2013
One: This weather is officially included in my This is Ridiculous list. Well, it
is ridiculous. It’s so hot that a solid butter can easily melt after five seconds under the sun. I’m literally toasted to my bones. Anyway,
Toasted lists the things I’m planning and not planning to do this summer. Two: I am officially a lame no-lifer. This also serve as a medium to declare that summer isn’t my favorite season in the world, despite the free time it gives. (My favorites are Spring and Autumn. At least those are my favorites, if only our country have them.)
HALLELUIAH CATHARTIC
“There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn’t matter anymore.” ©
Wintergirls, Laurie Halse Anderson
LOONY DRAGONSLAYER
As expected, I didn’t get to read a lot this month, unlike how I did last year (ten novels in a month!). This may be because I don’t have a goal of completing my reads list or something. In my 2013 Goodreads Reading Challenge, I’m only targeting at least twenty reads. I’m still far from it. Imagine if I’m still reading like crazy like what I did before, I would’ve finished twenty novels in two months. Wow, I just not realized how such a dork I am.
March Reads:
Wintergirls by L.H. Anderson (2/5 stars; this was hard to read because of the author’s chosen format, but I find it sad – and alarming; it was good, but I still think
The Best Little Girl in the World [Steven Levenkron] is better);
The Mark of Athena by Rick Riordan (5/5 stars; as usual, Mr. Riordan just killed me with his Leo Valdez and PercyBeth and that freakin’ cliffhanger);
The Power of Six by Pittacus Lore (3/5 stars; the ever-changing POVs got me confused for a moment, I guess Mr. Lore or whatever-his-real-name-is should’ve labeled every chapter with the current POV’s name like what Mr. Riordan does with
Heroes of Olympus).
Current Read:
The Rise of Nine by P. Lore. (And I hope after I finish
The Lorien Legacy, I’ll figure out where the heck Pittacus Lore is dwelling, given that he’s still alive – nerd alert, nerd alert!)
FAVORITE PHOTO/GIF
This photo shows that: 1) I really do have broad shoulders; 2) I have bad posture; and 3) I can’t fix my hair to save my life (that green ribbon was a representation of our team). This was taken by my friend Shenna Geronimo during March 24’s Rotaract District 3800 Sports – Peace (aka Pala-Rotaract). It was our first time to participate in Pala-Rotaract, and I’m glad that we finally did. It was tiring and we definitely stunk like legit, but it was fun. Thank God my stomach cooperated with me throughout the day or I could’ve stalked out earlier than expected and missed all the fun. Till next time then.
EARGASM
AND CONFETTI
Except for the fact that I had survived school and Colton Dixon finally performed in the
American Idol stage as a legit recording artist (as expected, my ovaries were ruined), I now know how to take pictures. (What the heck. That accomplishment would totally save the world from its current wretchedness, thank you very much.) I’m definitely not a pro yet, but at least I can take pictures and post them publicly. Practice makes perfect anyway.
APRIL ACTIVITY LIST
- Make butterbeer with friends
- Read
- Read
- Read
- The Host, darn it
- …
- …
I guess that’s it then. Lamesauce.
You guys be awesome this summer while I make my brain cry with all these reading. Let’s all be toasted!
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March: In a Nutshell
Congratulations to me: I survived another semester without finding myself checked in an asylum; I finished
Wintergirls (which I thought I wouldn’t be able to); and I’m now making my March Nutshell! Such big accomplishments I have!
March was crazy. The school requirements made me hopeless, tired and easily frustrated. But thank God I survived everything and left school without a hanging obligation. I’m glad everything’s over, and I just hope my grades won’t fall apart. (I need a scholarship grant.) Weird thing, though: I’m actually excited to go back to school this June because there’s just a lot to look forward to. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I want to do something and not just rot in here for the rest of the summer. Maybe I have slight ADHD – oh, my Zeus! I may be a demigod – an old rotten, past-the-age demigod.
MARCH ARCHIVES
A Nutcase
Monday, March 04, 2013
Since I wasn’t able to write my February Nutshell, I instead made a shorter version of it (and I don’t know why I posted it on March): a Nutcase. So remember:
Nutshell is the longer and acceptable summary of my month; a
Nutcase is, well, the opposite. I’m not sure if you should read it because it kind of lame (screw “kind of” – it
is lame), but if you’re so obsessed with my lame life, then go ahead. One click is free; the second, you’d need to pass through my obstacles (dragons, spikes and crazy zombies – nasty stuff).
Fading Fangirl
Sunday, March 10, 2013
I’ve been a fan of Sam Concepcion for almost seven years now. I started to go googly eyes over him before I even hit teenage-hood (not sure if this is a word). I was so obsessed with him that I proudly avow that I’m obsessed with him. But right now, my fangirl love for him is slowly decreasing, waning, faltering. Why? Well, let’s see: 1) He’s getting older; 2) I’m getting older; 3) He’s dating, but 4) I can’t hate who he’s dating because I really adore this girl; and 5) It’s pathetic to be affected by something or someone who never really had a connection with you to begin with. Maybe you would relate to it, maybe you wouldn’t. But if you do, please leave a comment! (Shameless plug, darling.)
Eruditions
Friday, March 22, 2013
No, not a
Divergent-related blog post (although I miss
Divergent like crazy). This is a post dedicated to my brain, the things I learned in a few weeks and the fulfillment I possessed after acknowledging those lessons. I can’t say anything more about this because it’s basically a rant machine about our production team; my graduating friends; and the unacceptable feelings I have for a person, feelings so ridiculous and inappropriate that even Aphrodite recoils at the idea.
Toasted
Thursday, March 28, 2013
One: This weather is officially included in my This is Ridiculous list. Well, it
is ridiculous. It’s so hot that a solid butter can easily melt after five seconds under the sun. I’m literally toasted to my bones. Anyway,
Toasted lists the things I’m planning and not planning to do this summer. Two: I am officially a lame no-lifer. This also serve as a medium to declare that summer isn’t my favorite season in the world, despite the free time it gives. (My favorites are Spring and Autumn. At least those are my favorites, if only our country have them.)
HALLELUIAH CATHARTIC
“There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn’t matter anymore.” ©
Wintergirls, Laurie Halse Anderson
LOONY DRAGONSLAYER
As expected, I didn’t get to read a lot this month, unlike how I did last year (ten novels in a month!). This may be because I don’t have a goal of completing my reads list or something. In my 2013 Goodreads Reading Challenge, I’m only targeting at least twenty reads. I’m still far from it. Imagine if I’m still reading like crazy like what I did before, I would’ve finished twenty novels in two months. Wow, I just not realized how such a dork I am.
March Reads:
Wintergirls by L.H. Anderson (2/5 stars; this was hard to read because of the author’s chosen format, but I find it sad – and alarming; it was good, but I still think
The Best Little Girl in the World [Steven Levenkron] is better);
The Mark of Athena by Rick Riordan (5/5 stars; as usual, Mr. Riordan just killed me with his Leo Valdez and PercyBeth and that freakin’ cliffhanger);
The Power of Six by Pittacus Lore (3/5 stars; the ever-changing POVs got me confused for a moment, I guess Mr. Lore or whatever-his-real-name-is should’ve labeled every chapter with the current POV’s name like what Mr. Riordan does with
Heroes of Olympus).
Current Read:
The Rise of Nine by P. Lore. (And I hope after I finish
The Lorien Legacy, I’ll figure out where the heck Pittacus Lore is dwelling, given that he’s still alive – nerd alert, nerd alert!)
FAVORITE PHOTO/GIF
This photo shows that: 1) I really do have broad shoulders; 2) I have bad posture; and 3) I can’t fix my hair to save my life (that green ribbon was a representation of our team). This was taken by my friend Shenna Geronimo during March 24’s Rotaract District 3800 Sports – Peace (aka Pala-Rotaract). It was our first time to participate in Pala-Rotaract, and I’m glad that we finally did. It was tiring and we definitely stunk like legit, but it was fun. Thank God my stomach cooperated with me throughout the day or I could’ve stalked out earlier than expected and missed all the fun. Till next time then.
EARGASM
AND CONFETTI
Except for the fact that I had survived school and Colton Dixon finally performed in the
American Idol stage as a legit recording artist (as expected, my ovaries were ruined), I now know how to take pictures. (What the heck. That accomplishment would totally save the world from its current wretchedness, thank you very much.) I’m definitely not a pro yet, but at least I can take pictures and post them publicly. Practice makes perfect anyway.
APRIL ACTIVITY LIST
- Make butterbeer with friends
- Read
- Read
- Read
- The Host, darn it
- …
- …
I guess that’s it then. Lamesauce.
You guys be awesome this summer while I make my brain cry with all these reading. Let’s all be toasted!
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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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