Summer

Greetings my fellow non-bloggers, It's Thursssshhhday (I speak Parseltongue now.  Parseltongue is cool.)

I have no idea what to write about because I am bad with ideas.

Instead of quality writing... here is a picture of me with a cat (this is a legit picture.  no altering was done to it AT ALL).

My life is obviously very interesting.

This is it.  I can't think of anything else and the only other pictures on my computer are of my various weddings (to a potato/Rebecca Black).  Also Pedobear Carl Azuz.

DFTBA,
Haley

Currently Reading: Teen Angst?  Naaaaaahhhh...
Currently Listening: to Allegra's trock songs
Currently Thinking about: Going to the movies in about an hour (Cars 2!)

Le Diner

Hey girls it's Sunday!
If I were to have a dinner with a famous person. t'would be either Alton Brown or JK Rowling.
Alton Brown was chosen because he cooks really good food. He would cook the dinner while teaching me how to cook and then we would talk and stuff and I would be a Happy Katie.
If JK Rowling were to have dinner with me I would freak out the entire time and then probably sing the MOOSE song and then she would leave in confusion.
Therefore Alton Brown wins.

On a more serious note, I want to talk about the recent tragedy with a classmate of mine named Austin Hatch. When I first moved to Canterbury in third grade he was probably the first person I was rather familiar with. Not because we were friends. We weren't. We never spoke and I don't think he knew who I was. But within the first month of school we had circle time in our class rooms and we learned about how Austin Hatch's mother and his elder sister died in a plane crash. This affected me a lot. This was my first real experience with death. It was horrible and even thought I really didn't know Austin, I felt like I did because of it. Yesterday it was announced that Austin Hatch, his dad, and his stepmother were in a plane crash. His parents were killed and he is now in the hospital in critical condition.

I thought about how such a horrible thing happened to this nice, hard working, and smart student twice. I tried to think about how he felt. I couldn't imagine it. I couldn't imagine losing four of the closest people in your life in such a short time span. I checked facebook and there were all these posts about prayers for Austin. My dad in fact just told me to pray for Austin. But I couldn't (I don't really believe in prayer). I had no idea what to say. I still don't. This tragedy in addition to Carter's death earlier this spring made me think If any of my close friends died let alone my parents and brother I don't think I could even function.

I know Austin will pull through and I admire him for this. I want to support him in any way I can, but I don't see how I can. For now, I will keep him in my thoughts and hope for the best.


Well that wasn't depressing at all.
Less than Three,



 Katie Z

Scared to eat in front of my Queen

Maybe I'm still hyped over Pottermore, but I seriously think that if I had the chance to have dinner with anyone I would choose J.K. Rowling.

J.K. Rowling has changed my life in so many ways.  She not only gave me a shiny new insight on literature, but also gave me a shiny new insight on life; because now I know that you can't get to the top all by yourself.  You have to have people who are there to help.  You can't just try and do it all alone.

Harry Potter also helped to introduce me to my best friend... the internet; joking... kind of.  If I hadn't gotten in to Harry Potter I would never have listened to wrock, which would never have gotten me in to nerdfighters, which would have made me an entirely different person than I am today.  I could still be the Haley that was living in a bubble, opposed to the one who laughs loudly and proudly at sex jokes.  

Basically, I would jump at the chance to meet my ever amazing Queen; whether it be for dinner, tea, or just on the side of the road. I would do what every other person who has ever read Harry Potter and tell her that has touched my life in an irreversible way.  I would cry, and I would give her a hug.  

DFTBA,

Haley

Currently Reading:  Wishing Well- Doctor Who Series

Currently Watching: Supernatural 

The Internet is Down (chaos ensues)

So, yeah... no internet. It went out about an hour ago and since I have been re-reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Now, having come to terms with the fact that it will probably be out all night, I am typing this on my phone. Which I'm glad I have in this situation but its definitely not the most effective way to blog.

Moving on, the person I'd like to have dinner with... must they be real? If yes, J.D. Salinger. Of all the people I'd love writing advice from, Salinger, is number one. Plus he could tell some amazing stories while we ate.

If real is not a requirement I'd really like to ask Dumbledore how he became so awesome. That being said, I'm going to leave it at that because typing an entire blog post on a phone is more time consuming then desired. But before I go I have to say, ITS SO FREAKING HOT HERE!

DFTBA
Tenley

Dinner with Ernest

After seeing Midnight in Paris (a fantastic movie) last night, I really, really started to want a time machine. (More than I usually do, rather.) I would love more than anything right now to go back to Paris in the twenties and spend a few evenings in the company of some of history's most brilliant writers, just as the lead character did. The one with whom I'd most like to sit down and have dinner, (despite my fear that he'd drink a bit too much), is Ernest Hemingway. My dad let me borrow a book called Ernest Hemingway on Writing, a collection of quotes by Hemingway concerning the occupation and art of writing. As an aspiring writer myself, I adore this book and only wish I could hear his brilliant writing advice in person. He puts so much emphasis on writing honestly, on writing what is true, something that I'm concerned about when writing as well. He wanted to make his writing not just reflect real life, but have it truly seem "alive," and I only wish that I can somehow achieve that in my own writing.

Now, my dinner with Hemingway might be a bit awkward...seeing as I've never actually read any of his work (something I plan to amend as soon as possible). It also may be a bit strange trying to explain to him that I'm from eighty-some years in the future and was named after his wife. But I digress. 

What I'd absolutely have to do would be: get all the writing advice I could, learn a bit about my namesake firsthand, and get one of my dad's Hemingway books signed for him. And then hopefully F. Scott Fitzgerald would show up and I could sit back and watch the verbal tennis match that would ensue as they offered up their famous criticisms of each other. I don't know what I'd do if they asked my opinion...Hemingway's more imposing when angry, but I've actually read Fitzgerald's work...awkward...

I leave you with one of my favorite quotes from Ernest Hemingway on Writing.

"The good parts of a book may be something a writer is lucky enough to overhear or it may be the wreck of his whole damn life - and one is as good as the other." - Hemingway in a letter to Fitzgerald, 1929

Tenley died while traveling in Minecraft... or something

Okay, so once again it is Wednesday, but I have an excuse, I was playing Minecraft... yeah, that will do. But seriously I was and than I realized I didn't blog and it was Wednesday but I didn't want to go two weeks without blogging, so here I am. The main reason I didn't want to go so long without blogging is so none of you thought I was dead. Which is a totally legit fear if you think about it because my family and friends don't know about my Youtube/internet life. It could be months before you figure it out, maybe years... or never. Actually no, I have you guys added on Facebook so you might see some kind of indication of it there. Maybe... I don't know.

Why do I bring this up? I don't know. I needed something to talk about and having almost gone two weeks without blogging I was thinking about that. Onto a less morbid topic though, Minecraft is awesome. I've only just started playing but already its become one of my favorite games. The reason I only just now started playing is because my last computer (for some unknown reason) couldn't handle Minecraft and crashed whenever I tried it. Either that or it would load but move in slow motion. But with my new computer it, like... works. So that's nice.

Other than that I've been working out the details of my road trip at the end of the summer. The school that I got into is across the country so to get there I'll be taking an epic road trip. I've never been on a road trip, at least not one by myself, I don't know if it will be better or worse than vacationing with another person. I mean, usually I enjoy being alone so I don't expect it to be torture, but it might not be extremely fun. Or maybe it will be, I don't know. But if anyone of you know of any awesome things I should see, it looks like I'll be traveling mostly across the middle of the U.S.

DFTBA
Tenley

Where'd Everybody Go...?

SO, since we seem to have forgotten about this blog for a bit (and to be honest, since I just now remembered it's my blog day, like...five minutes ago), I will leave you all with this lovely collage I found of the beautiful Michael Fassbender and call it a night.

DFTBA,
Had

Escapism With Hadley

So, thunderstorms. People are generally frightened by thunderstorms, but I love them for some reason. Firstly, they remind me of Thor; I have lately taken to running around in the rain yelling, "God of Thunder!!!" (Katie and Emily can testify to that), but I digress. What I find interesting about the intersection of me and thunderstorms is this. My mind tends to bypass any sense of danger that thunderstorms give off and I just find them kind of thrilling. We flew through a storm before landing in New York City two summers ago and thought it was incredible. This mirrors other aspects of myself, too; something I didn't realize until I really started thinking about the thunderstorm thing. I often pretend that any negative aspects of a situation don't exist and try to make the most of it...not because I'm an overtly positive person, but because I often can't deal with anything extremely negative. I force myself not to think about anything frightening so I don't have to be afraid. I still find myself forcing myself not to think about the fact that my friend Carter passed away this March, only letting myself think about the happy times we used to have. This is my own version of escapism...I can't ever convince myself that he's still here, but I can choose to place the fact that he's gone as far back in my mind as I possibly can. I can't convince myself that thunderstorms are harmless, but I can choose to see the beauty over the danger. This isn't nearly as eloquent or detailed as I want it to be...I need to explore this idea further before I can fully explain it. However, I just realized I remind me of Rosencrantz from Rozencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead...Katie knows what I'm talking about. : )

Reading: Kiss of the Spider Woman (Again. Everyone, READ THIS BOOK. I can't beg you enough. It's just too beautiful.)
Watching: Law and Order...?
Writing: X-Men fanfiction HELL YES.

Sarah is back! Is Sarah back?

Just a little note from me that I'm alive. I've been busy the last weeks and I started studying for my big exam (it's in July), so I often don't feel like blogging.

I will try to write at least a bit every week though. It makes me sad to see our blog so empty and lonely :(

It's 3am here and I need to sleeeep. Good night!