Huh, I haven’t been here in a while. Wonder if it’s worth coming back to. =p
In my attempt to actually make stuff happen, I am officially announcing that I will be learning Spanish, Japanese, and Tagalog. Writing will resume as well, but I’m not making any promises on that as reading (for school) and learning in general are taking up a lot of my time. I really want to promise I’ll do it on a more regular basis, but I won’t ‘til I’ve gotten...
10 Distinctive Traits of A Writer Who Speaks From... →
the-write-idea: By Miranda Jane They are aware of the world around them—the sounds, faces, colors, and smells. They take joy in simplicity. A hot cup of tea, a sunny morning, or a smile from a stranger. They remember that when they feel “blocked” in life or writing that this really is an opportunity to pause and think. They know love is the point of it all. If you aren’t doing it for love,...
I’m afraid to think I’m getting over it ‘cause it hurts too much if I’m wrong and cry to you again.
Sometimes I think what’s hindering me the most is that there’s too much I want to do.
On the topic of the (Japanese) company my dad...
Dad: I'm gonna go in and submit my idea for our new slogan.
Mom: What's the slogan?
Dad: "Fujitsu, we put the F-U in FUN!"
Me: "Fujitsu" doesn't even mean something flattering in Japanese, it's weird.
Dad: Yeah, right? I don't remember what it means...
Megan: I'll look it up! *looks it up in my Japanese/English dictionary* Unfaithful, insincere, fake...
Mom: Why would they call a company that?
Dad: Hey, the checks they send keep clearing so the company can be as fake as they want!
Forget the Best: Part 1
The hospital room finally quieted. His friends and family had poured in, lingered, and repeated how grateful they were that it hadn’t been worse. A hard knock on the head, scratches and bruises abound and a broken arm were the worst of Noel’s injuries. He was grateful it hadn’t been worse, too, but he couldn’t remember the accident. He hadn’t asked about it either,...
Of Internet and Money (or: another long post about...
So I stopped writing daily soon after I started. This was in part due to my family trip to Delaware and part because, as usual, I’ve started something new. Before I explain more of the randomosity that is my trail of thought, I will say that I plan on writing as often as I can, though I can’t promise daily (though I hope to get close to it!). And now, here are my thoughts du jour. A...
I’ve been back and I’ve been doing stuff on the interwebs but I swear I’ve been productive! I’ve just been neglecting Tumblr, sorry to anyone who reads. =( I’m trying to work everything I’m doing into a habit so I can do a bunch of stuff and still actually accomplish things of substance. It’s just a bit difficult, especially when my mind is going a...
Off to Delaware, so you might not see much of me unless I get wi-fi there! I’ll be back sometime on Monday!
The beautiful part of writing is that you don’t have to get it right the first...– Robert Cormier (via writingadvice)
Me: (after my dad was stuck in traffic for three hours) Sorry traffic was a bitch, dad.
Dad: That's putting it lightly.
Me: Bitchy bastard?
Dad: Bitchy bastard sons of bitches...! *mumbles incoherently/flails*
Me: *starts laughing*
Dear best friend, I know nothing’s ever really “okay” with you. As you are now, your “doing alright” basically comes down to how well you’re hiding your own depression from yourself. Some days are better than others. Recently, I haven’t provided much of that distraction for you. You’ve been busy even when you’re online, and I hope...
You shall love your crooked neighbor / With your crooked heart.– W. C. Auden via Looking for Alaska
“I didn’t think you’d fit the stereotype of not asking for directions when you’re lost.” “I’m not lost!” “Then where are we?” “I don’t know, I’m figuring it out.” She laughed at him. “Alright, I’ll let you do that.” “You’re not gonna tell me to pull over?” She shrugged....
Honestly, he’s an angel to me. Not in the cliche sense of it where he’s so perfect he all but glows, but in a much realer meaning. He’s disguised pretty well, covering his flaws of laziness and apathy with heavy charisma. He can be just as genuine as he can be fake. Somehow, we’ve grown close. And every moment I can talk to him is one I cherish. Why an...
I had something in the making to write for today but my browser closed, and the thing I had set up to recover lost posts and such doesn’t seem to be working, so now I’m sad. =( I’ll try to write something else but it will probably be short.
I wrote in my journal for the first time in a month. Before that it was two months since I was writing consistently. I am happy to pick up the habit again.
The Dark Side of White
“Calae?” I looked around but none of the white around me belonged to her. Our ice-and-snow shelter only housed me now, and I pulled on a jacket hoping she didn’t run again. “Calae!” The snow muffled my voice once I was out the door. Shit, I’ll never see her in this. You’d think being an albino the last thing she’d want is to wear more white… ...
The sand, a stick, and the sea.
The tide would rise soon and I still stood there with a stick and a blank canvas of sand. The sea behind me was taking deep breaths preparing for higher waters, and I took a deep breath of my own as I put down the words I didn’t think I could face: I am lazy. I am hopeless. I am alone. “My love is unrequited” almost made it as well, but “unrequited” didn’t...
I sit around a lot. It’s not that I don’t want to do anything, but the willpower just isn’t there. It’s easy enough to dream of how I want things to be, and it’s just as easy to put off making any progress towards those goals. Usually when I start things, I don’t stick to it. I’m sure I’m not the only one to get this way. I lack focus and...
And this is why I never finish anything...
Just throwing a warning up here that this post is long and goes into a bit of detail of my rambling mind. Trudge carefully past this point. Today I went to sit down and come up with character sketches for the book I want to write. I thought, “Alright, I won’t over complicate things, I’ll just get down what I already know about each character and not over-worry about being...
Hi, how are ya? =) Ask me anything! =D
bendrawslife: hackmyheart asked: What would you do if the world started to end while you were at the dentist getting your teeth cleaned? What is this question? (Ask me.) (?) Yay, my question got answered with a drawing! =D
Bono invites blind guitarist onstage →
Reading this just made my night. =)
What makes a girl the prettiest?
Clear skin and confidence. Ask me anything! =D
Who do you love? and why?:)
I don’t mean to sound terribly generic, but I love my family and friends. I love my family because, although they can be really weird or annoying or whatever else families can be, they love me despite my flaws. My friends are simply amazing and I have some of the best I think anyone could ask for in my life right now. So, of course I love them, I can’t take a single one of them for...
Accident Prone Street Covered in Bubble Wrap. -... →
All I can think is…what?!
Oi. So my best friend is gonna be in New York City next week and he didn’t tell me until now. The city is a mere two hours from here and it’s the closest in distance we’ll probably be for a while. If he had told me sooner, I probably coulda planned to meet up with him. Which, ya know, would’ve been a big deal since we’ve never met in person, and he lives in North...
This shirt is so cute! On the back of it they have a little Cupid, too. XD I gotta stop internetting, I have no money for all of this cool stuff.
First-world problems →
So it was bad enough learning today that the cost for the unlimited data plan for the iPhone (on Verizon) is $30 per line, but now they’re basically gonna lower “unlimited” data plans to 2GBs. The hell. It’s bad enough it’s priced as it is, but you’re gonna give less for it? I’ve wanted an iPhone so bad recently since carrying both my oft-used iPod...
I can’t tell who I’m lying to anymore. The guilt says I’m lying though. Fuck.