Thursday, January 12, 2012

Priority Books

You see, I've got a REALLY long reading list, because sometimes, I don't have enough time to read (shocking). I'm the kind of person who's ALWAYS busy. Schoolwork, art, computer, anything. And so, I can't go around reading all the books I want to. And I know the saying, "If there's a will, therems a way", but i cant "will" reading everyday. Because, something will have to be sacrificed (sleep, grades, etc). Anyway, my "TOP PRIORITY BOOKS" right now are "Pride and Prejudice" and "Lord of the Rings" (okay, fine, book series). I just finished to Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee, and imma talk about it in a later post, maybe. Sometimes, I feel like a jack of all trades, you know? Because I'm so busy, I can't concentrate on one thing only. I am a good piano player, but my note reading's not that fast. I'm athletic (in the running and swimming aspect) but I don't train everyday. I love to read books, but compared to some people, my book reading age is "young". I can write well, but I know I could be a way better writer if I wrote a lot more. Ugh. This is all so frustrating.

Woah. Those last sentences were off topic.

XOXO
Bea


Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Practice Writing: Suspense

Sometimes, when there's no wifi (and so there is nothing to do), and I'm bored, I do this thing called "practice writing" in my iPod touch. It's when I write a random story, or opening, just so I could practice on a particular "feeling" or "genre" (if that's the word). I write anything that pops into my head, and just make things flow.

Here's a Practice Writing Thing I Wrote on the Airport

I woke to the sound of quick rain drops beating on the bedroom window. I jerked awake, eyes wide open, and scanned the room, looking for the intruder. Darkness. Apprehension filled me up inside. My eyes circled the dark corners, until I was certain I was alone.
I was alone.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
I was sure it would be tonight. I lay back and pulled the covers on me, knowing full well this would be another one of those sleepless nights. The pillow was soft under my head as I gazed at the ceiling to think.
It was the nightmare, I realized. It was the nightmare that woke me up. Not any ordinary nightmare, because it was always the same one. I shuddered as I remembered the intense details, the vivid images that consumed me in my sleep. The nightmare, in so many ways, was worse than reality.
I was running again. Running towards the grassy plains of Nigrasa. Running away from them. Running away from him. The wolves, the wolves were chasing me. And no matter how far I run, I always ended up in the place I tried so hard to avoid. The jungle was my prison, and I could not free myself from its grasp. And the next thing I knew, I was falling. Falling down the dark shadow of a hole with no end. I kept screaming. Because I knew where I was headed next. And I knew who I would see. Him. His menacing laughter, chorused with the howls of the wolves, echoed through the darkness, filling up my ears, terrorizing me, until I woke up screaming.
I looked at the alarm clock. 5:00 A.M. It was early morn, only an hour before my usual wake up time. It was going to be a long day.
I glanced at the window again, making sure nothing was there. And despite the present circumstances, i smiled a bit to myself. It looks like I would live today. I wasn't dead yet.
My name is Aderna Collins, 14 years old, and a sophomore in Fortuna High. Up until a few months ago, my life was completely normal. By normal, i mean a life not involving psychopathic werewolves, and cursed bodies. A life where you don't have to worry about keeping alive until tomorrow. A life not involving him. Its a mad goose chase out there, and the odds were not in my favor. Everyday could be my death, or my life. Everyday was a risk to take.
Still, I have to keep moving, keep breathing, and i have to keep myself alive. Because this is my last chance, an I'm not going to ruin it again.


XOXO
Bea

Saturday, January 7, 2012

This Week's Doodles

Here's the thing.
I love to draw. Anywhere. Anytime.
Doodle. Sketch. Cartoon. Everything.
I draw on pad papers, my notebooks, my books, my ARM.
Here are a bunch of stuff I drew today and yesterday.
Just wanted to post them here. :)

Drawn yesterday morning in my Chinese book. I like her eyes. :)))

Drawn this morning, in the next page of my Chinese book. LOL. You know that sort of anime scene, where a really pretty girl with long hair jumps at night, and you see the dark sky, and usually a moon behind her? I wanted to create something like it. Anyway, the hand's not really well drawn, but I suck at hands , so it's pretty ok. No feet cause I think it will ruin the drawing, and I wan't able to put eyes, 'cause it's hard to draw without teacher noticing.
I really like this drawing. Drawn yesterday. I was actually going to draw a uniform only, but  I ended up adding arms, legs, and the rest of the body. Her eyes are covered by her bangs, and I love her hair. What I love the most though, is that hot sadistic smile. Mann, she's sadist.
Here is a zoomed in version. Don't you love that smile? :)


It's just that, one second my hand is still, and the next second, it's working on it's next masterpiece. I sometimes draw unconsciously. I swear my hands have a mind of their own.

XOXO
Bea

Friday, January 6, 2012

Teachers are Sadist

Okay, not all of them, but some of them are.
Seriously, I don't understand WHY they do that. Making life 10x harder for us, just because they can. Do they feel so low in life, that torturing us makes them feel superior, thus relieving their pain? Why do they feel like everyone is out to get them? Or are they just THIS insecure? What do they get from all this? Pleasure? Definitely sadist.

One of my teachers actually HAS an evil laugh. I am not joking. One day, if I ever decide to write a novel, I'm going to base someone on her, because she is the perfect villain role model.

Back to the topic, didn't they ever think for a second, that life might be easier (way easier) for them if they started being... Civil? I guess not.

Sometimes, I do feel sorry for them. I mean, their lives are so much worse than mine. So I shouldn't have a reason to hate or judge them. But, sometimes, they are so mean, so evil, you just can't. Ever get that feeling?

And do you ever get the thought, that one day, you will grow up, and be a rich, influential person, and get your "payback" on them?

I just really, hate those kinds of teachers, because teachers are supposed to be perfect, or almost perfect. I mean, they teach us most of the important things, and they are so knowledgable. And, teachers are... Mentors.

I don't think sadist teachers have no lives. I think the ones they DO have, sucks.

Xoxo
Bea

I can't Spell

Yes, it’s true. Arrest me.

Because no matter how hard I try, it’s just one of those things that is (way) beyond me. Something “Bea” doesn’t mix with. Like Singing, and dancing, and badminton, and being responsible. I can possibly be one of the worst spellers in my class (I think I am).

The truth is, I’m dyslexic. Cross that, I’ll keep crossing my fingers (and my toes) it isn’t true. I mean, how can I be a dyslexic bookworm, huh?

Anyway, you must be wondering why there aren’t any misspelled words in this post.

The secret lies in AUTO CORRECT.

XOXO

Bea

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Safe and Sound


Safe and Sound

By Taylor Swift ft Civil Wars



I remember tears streaming down your face

When I said, I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, Don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Don't you dare look out your window darling
Everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone

Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Click the link above! :)

This song was created for the Hunger Games movie, and in case you don't know what The Hunger Games is, it is a book series by Suzanne Collins, and I really recommend you read it. It was one of those books that kept me hooked, and I couldn't put it down because it kept getting better and better, and more action-packed. Especially when they entered the arena. It was so good, in fact that someone decided to turn it into a movie.  And now, we fans are just freakin' excited for it.

But if you're a "reader", do NOT watch the trailer OR the movie, if you don't want spoilers. 

Anyway, with a trailer as awesome as that, who wouldn't be excited? I really hate it when the movie producers screw up the books (ahem, Percy Jackson, ahem), and change the plot, etc., just so that they could earn more money. And then we get rip offs of the original stories. Ugh.

And that's why I'm pretty excited about the Hunger Games movie. I mean, by the looks of the trailers, it looks like they got the important things right. (I don't expect them to get everything, or even almost everything right. I've been very disappointed in so many book-turned-movies, that my expectations have become very low. Harry Potter is an exception, of course)

So, a few weeks ago (I think), this song (which is the first one of the soundtrack) came out, and immediately became number 1 in the song charts. When I listened to this song, I first thought it was really good, but Taylor's voice doesn't suit it, or that there are many more voices that would have been better for it. Powerful, clear voices like Celine Deon's. And then I realized, the uploader of the video changed the pitch so it would not be copyrighted. When I listened to the TRUE song, well, fmdlkvmdlfldfbl it was awesome. :D

I close my eyes when I listen to this, imagining Prim and Katniss, when she (Katniss) volunteered to take her (Prim's) place at the games. No, I didn't cry, but that's only because I'm a cold-hearted freak. Seriously, I do not know what is wrong with me.

Anyway, I'm really excited for the rest of the soundtrack. I hope the other songs are as perfect as this one.

May the Odds Be Ever In Your Favor.

XOXO
Bea

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Don't break the Smolder

"They just can't get my nose right!"
-Flynn Rider

Man, I never get tired of that. Even though it's kind of corny. What can I say? I'm a sucker for Disney movies. Especially the older ones with princesses and princes and castles and crabs and sea witches. Wait, that's The Little Mermaid. Oops.
But, seriously, I AM. And so, it wouldn't be much of a surprise if I said I loved Tangled.
Gosh! Tangled. One of the best "new" Disney movies. (The other ones kind of suck. Seriously, Prom? Princess and the frog? Lemonade Mouth?) Disney got cornier and cornier until you couldn't take it anymore. And then, BAM! Tangled came out.
And Disney Magic was restored.
I know this post is, like, a year late, since Tangled came out last year (cross that--- last last year). And yes, I REALLY should have watched it last last year. (I gotta start remembering its 2012 right now!), but I was busy at that time... So... Yeah.
I read some of the reviews, and they said, something like, even though tangled was a success, enjoyable, etc, it was far from being the best "traditional" Disney film. It just couldn't compare to "Lion King", "Beauty and the Beast", "The Little Mermaid", etc. I don't really hate them for that, because it's kind of true. I mean, I think that we were all just craving for that kind of movie, or "Disney magic", that when Tangled came out, we were all... What's the word for it? :O wowed.
I loved everything. The plot. The characters. The animals. The songs. The hair. Even Mother Gothel. TANGLED, Y U SO AWESOME?

Favorite characters in Tangled:
1.) Flynn Rider
2.) Rapunzel
3.) Mother Gothel
4.) Pascal
5.) Maximus
6.) The guy who said, "Go, live your dream,"
7.) The guy who got Flynn's nose wrong.

Favorite Songs:
1.) Mother Knows Best
2.) The song they sing to the flower or Rapunzel's hair
3.) When will my life Begin
4.) Rapunzel and Eugene's theme song
5.) you've got a dream (not sure of the title)

Favorite Moments:
1.) "They just can't get my nose right"
2.) the smolder. :P
3.) when Rapunzel says no to her mother
4.) "I love you" "I love you more" "I love you most"
5.) "Did I tell you I have a thing for brunettes?"
6.) when Flynn cut her hair
7.) Maximus moments. Lol
8.) "And after many years of asking and asking and asking, I finally said yes."
9.) At the start, when pascal camouflages, while they are playing hide and seek.
10.) when Rapunzel is torn between being guilty and being rebellious.
11.) when they were almost drowning,
12.) boat scene. :)

XOXO
Bea

Blogging

A while ago, in school, my friends and I started talking about Blogs. Of how awesome they are. Of how expressive you can be. I didn't even know they had blogs. But, of course, that is the point of blogging, kinda. I love blogging. You can just about rant about anything, hate on anyone, and say everything you want to say, without the fear of being judged. Hell, I could even  FLY here if I wanted to. It is your adventure world (at least mine is), country, and haven.
Even though we talked all afternoon about blogs, my friends and I still do not know each other's blogs. Because BLOGS should be kept secret, or that is what I believe. There are public blogs, but the best, most personal ones, are the secret ones, because, come on, how could any of us "rant" our hearts out, if we knew someone was watching-slash-reading everything.
E V E R Y T H I N G.
This is my blog. This is MY WORLD. And I am not prepared to let it become one of those facebook profiles.

Where you are WATCHED.
Where you are JUDGED.
(okay, maybe I was exaggerating a little bit there)

Anyway, blogging is as fun as it gets. Expect me to blog more often, and I hope you have a good day.
Really. :)

XOXO
Bea
My Lame Picture of the Firework/s.

RIP EMPOST

I. am. very. annoyed.
And so I did not blog for about 2 days.
I. am. very. annoyed with. myself.
BECAUSE I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED A REALLY LONG POST.
I typed it in my ipod touch, and then, I thought I saved it. Well, SILLY ME.
I mean, it had all sorts of things, like cake, and fireworks, and loud noises, and chocolate. And BAM, it's gone. Okay, I've got to stop ranting now.

Anyway, let's call "that" post "EMPOST"
Let's attend Empost's funeral (or whatever this is called):

RIP Empost
Born, December 31, 2011 (10:50pm)
Died, December 31, 2011 (11:55pm)
Cause of Death: Deleted
Her, she lies, forgotten by the world. May she rest in peace, and may everyone "read" her in the next world.

Woah. This is strangely like Ghostgirl (which is a book I read).
Anyway, lesson learned here: COPY, and SAVE, SAVE, SAVE. Do not make assumptions.

By the way, 2012, so far, has been AWESOME.
I hope it stays that way.


 Take a look at my Rapunzel (from Tangled) drawing. I JUST couldn't get the mouth right (Wink wink ;) ), so I changed it. Other than that, I'm pretty much satisfied with this drawing, though it's average. What can I say? I love Tangled!



XOXO
Bea