June: In A Nutshell
Another month is over and my favorite (birthday) month is just several hours away. It’s really astounding how time flies so fast. It’s a phenomenon I’d rather not think about or try to understand. June flew by so fast, but ironically, I
felt it. I experienced all the feels every day brought. If you ask me, June was a hard month. It’s the start of the first semester, hence the start of my term as the President. All the responsibilities and some pain-in-the-ass members are difficult to handle, but I’m not backing out. I’m not the type to quit and step off (like I was before). I wouldn’t do that because I believe I can handle it. As I grew up, I learned that quitting is a shit that you’d regret for the rest of your life – well, unless this quitting involves a harmful vice or something. But giving up just because it’s hard and fucking tiring? That’s
stupid in an embarrassing way. Remember: life is hard; life will mess you up. But that’s life.
Moral: if you give up on something that you know you can handle, one day you’d wake up and say to yourself, “Why in the world did I do that?”. And then you’d writhe around dying in disappointment.
JUNE ARCHIVES
Epic Projects
To practice my being a Cool Patron of the Arts (not) and to somehow improve (not) the little photography skills I have, I made some crap (craft) pieces that are both usable and couture (what). I called them
Epic Projects because they can be really 1) epically awesome or 2) epically lame. What, I have zero cash and an endless amount of boredom. What do you expect me to come up with?
Awkward Turtle 2.0
I’m missing Great Crush
a lot that it has become both crazy and pathetic. I miss him in an endearing way. I miss him in a weird way. I miss him in an I-cry-and-smile-when-I-think-about-him way. “I am fucking crazy over you, Great Crush. This feeling is so big I might crumble underneath… Another thing: I might be in love with you. It’s almost there… And what’s scary is that the chances of you catching my descent aren’t promising.” Ladies and gentlemen, I am officially
hopeless.
Cluttered Mind 2.0
Again, ladies and gentlemen, I am now officially very much uninspired that I’ve resorted to blogging Thoughts-in-Bullets crap. This is the result of my hectic school responsibilities (the first
Cluttered Mind was also a product of I-have-other-things-in-my-mind-I’m-sorry-grammar dilemma). If you want to know (as if) what I’m currently obsessing/fangirling over with and the things that give me the feels, check this post out. Seriously.
HALLELUIAH CATHARTIC
I don’t have a favorite quote this month because of something you’d discover in the next section, but I did find a very interesting quote about a book: “Sure, there are trashy books that do really well, but that’s because there are trashy facets of humanity. What people value in their books—and thus what they count as literature—really tells you more about them than it does about the book.” © Brent Weeks
LOONY DRAGONSLAYER
Guess what? I’ve read so much this month people around me think I’m a god… NOT. Sadly, I’ve finished only
one novel. It’s a sad thing.
June read (note the absence of
S):
Lord of the Flies by William Golding – scary and disturbing yet it really does reflect the society.
Current read:
On The Road by Jack Kerouac
EARGASM
- We Can’t Stop – Miley Cyrus (We Can’t Stop, 2013)
- Shape Of Your Love – Colton Dixon (A Messenger, 2013)
- Scars – Colton Dixon (A Messenger, 2013)
- Rise – Colton Dixon (A Messenger, 2013)
- Mirrors – Justin Timberlake (The 20/20 Experience, 2013)
FAVORITE PHOTO/GIF
These gifs are from the “Lightning in a Bottle” lyric video of The Summer Set. I’m just so in love with this song and this band! Every time I hear this I always have the nagging desire to fist pump and dance. I like its message and this video is so fun it hurts. Why can’t I do that? My friends and I don’t have cars (or even gas money), and sparkles are really expensive in our country. And why in the world can’t I be Jess Bowen and have four amazing band mates who I can watch chic-flicks with? Ugh.
AND CONFETTI
There are a lot to celebrate this month (my brother’s birthday, for example), but I choose to feature in this “And Confetti” section the amazing reality that
The Maze Runner movie is really in the works. It stars equally amazing (and gorgeous) actors such as Dylan O’Brien (of
Teen Wolf), Will Poulter (of the latest
Narnia movie) and Thomas Brodie-Sangster (of
Game of Thrones) (!!), and will be released on Valentine’s Day of 2014 (which is weird actually: who will your date be – one of the Grievers?). I love the first two novels of
TMR (I will read the last after I finished
OTR), and the setting of the story is really creepy and the Runner’s lives are such damned, so you can’t imagine how excited I am about seeing it come to life on the big screen. I have no objections about the casting because they’re all beautiful. (And really, who cares if I hate them? I can’t start a protest party in front of the production team, can I?) More fantastic novels will be turned into movies. And so here I am rolling around with my feels.
I know July will be a lot harder than June, but I’ll survive. I’m turning 20 and leaving this teenager complexity, what can’t I handle?
Everything.
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June: In A Nutshell
Another month is over and my favorite (birthday) month is just several hours away. It’s really astounding how time flies so fast. It’s a phenomenon I’d rather not think about or try to understand. June flew by so fast, but ironically, I
felt it. I experienced all the feels every day brought. If you ask me, June was a hard month. It’s the start of the first semester, hence the start of my term as the President. All the responsibilities and some pain-in-the-ass members are difficult to handle, but I’m not backing out. I’m not the type to quit and step off (like I was before). I wouldn’t do that because I believe I can handle it. As I grew up, I learned that quitting is a shit that you’d regret for the rest of your life – well, unless this quitting involves a harmful vice or something. But giving up just because it’s hard and fucking tiring? That’s
stupid in an embarrassing way. Remember: life is hard; life will mess you up. But that’s life.
Moral: if you give up on something that you know you can handle, one day you’d wake up and say to yourself, “Why in the world did I do that?”. And then you’d writhe around dying in disappointment.
JUNE ARCHIVES
Epic Projects
To practice my being a Cool Patron of the Arts (not) and to somehow improve (not) the little photography skills I have, I made some crap (craft) pieces that are both usable and couture (what). I called them
Epic Projects because they can be really 1) epically awesome or 2) epically lame. What, I have zero cash and an endless amount of boredom. What do you expect me to come up with?
Awkward Turtle 2.0
I’m missing Great Crush
a lot that it has become both crazy and pathetic. I miss him in an endearing way. I miss him in a weird way. I miss him in an I-cry-and-smile-when-I-think-about-him way. “I am fucking crazy over you, Great Crush. This feeling is so big I might crumble underneath… Another thing: I might be in love with you. It’s almost there… And what’s scary is that the chances of you catching my descent aren’t promising.” Ladies and gentlemen, I am officially
hopeless.
Cluttered Mind 2.0
Again, ladies and gentlemen, I am now officially very much uninspired that I’ve resorted to blogging Thoughts-in-Bullets crap. This is the result of my hectic school responsibilities (the first
Cluttered Mind was also a product of I-have-other-things-in-my-mind-I’m-sorry-grammar dilemma). If you want to know (as if) what I’m currently obsessing/fangirling over with and the things that give me the feels, check this post out. Seriously.
HALLELUIAH CATHARTIC
I don’t have a favorite quote this month because of something you’d discover in the next section, but I did find a very interesting quote about a book: “Sure, there are trashy books that do really well, but that’s because there are trashy facets of humanity. What people value in their books—and thus what they count as literature—really tells you more about them than it does about the book.” © Brent Weeks
LOONY DRAGONSLAYER
Guess what? I’ve read so much this month people around me think I’m a god… NOT. Sadly, I’ve finished only
one novel. It’s a sad thing.
June read (note the absence of
S):
Lord of the Flies by William Golding – scary and disturbing yet it really does reflect the society.
Current read:
On The Road by Jack Kerouac
EARGASM
- We Can’t Stop – Miley Cyrus (We Can’t Stop, 2013)
- Shape Of Your Love – Colton Dixon (A Messenger, 2013)
- Scars – Colton Dixon (A Messenger, 2013)
- Rise – Colton Dixon (A Messenger, 2013)
- Mirrors – Justin Timberlake (The 20/20 Experience, 2013)
FAVORITE PHOTO/GIF
These gifs are from the “Lightning in a Bottle” lyric video of The Summer Set. I’m just so in love with this song and this band! Every time I hear this I always have the nagging desire to fist pump and dance. I like its message and this video is so fun it hurts. Why can’t I do that? My friends and I don’t have cars (or even gas money), and sparkles are really expensive in our country. And why in the world can’t I be Jess Bowen and have four amazing band mates who I can watch chic-flicks with? Ugh.
AND CONFETTI
There are a lot to celebrate this month (my brother’s birthday, for example), but I choose to feature in this “And Confetti” section the amazing reality that
The Maze Runner movie is really in the works. It stars equally amazing (and gorgeous) actors such as Dylan O’Brien (of
Teen Wolf), Will Poulter (of the latest
Narnia movie) and Thomas Brodie-Sangster (of
Game of Thrones) (!!), and will be released on Valentine’s Day of 2014 (which is weird actually: who will your date be – one of the Grievers?). I love the first two novels of
TMR (I will read the last after I finished
OTR), and the setting of the story is really creepy and the Runner’s lives are such damned, so you can’t imagine how excited I am about seeing it come to life on the big screen. I have no objections about the casting because they’re all beautiful. (And really, who cares if I hate them? I can’t start a protest party in front of the production team, can I?) More fantastic novels will be turned into movies. And so here I am rolling around with my feels.
I know July will be a lot harder than June, but I’ll survive. I’m turning 20 and leaving this teenager complexity, what can’t I handle?
Everything.
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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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