Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Monday, January 28, 2013

And I'm back!

I'm back from youth camp, refreshed (in knowledge of God… I am far from rested refreshed) and holding a lot of funny stories.













Sunday, January 20, 2013

Quotes from The Arkadians by Lloyd Alexander

"Seize the day, whatever's in it to seize, before something comes along and seizes you."

"Fronto, tell me. How did you get to be a poet?"
"I haven't the least notion," replied Fronto. "I didn't get to be; I always was. As I wrote in one of my elegies: 'Poets are born, not made.' It isn't something you acquire like a skin rash."
"That's all there is to it?"
"Certainly not. One should learn the natures of odes, anthems, apostrophes, and so on. And, of course, the proper use of metaphor, simile, metathesis, just to begin.
"Then, epithets, your nice little ready-made phrases: rosy-fingered dawn, sandy shores, wine-dark seas. They have been stock-in-trade for time out of mind."
"You don't have to think them up?"
"Originality?" Fronto shuddered. "Heavens, no. Why risk upsetting anyone? These are tried and true, sure to please. You can cobble up whole epics from them."

"Tales, anecdotes, narratives. All quite simple. Any fool can tell a story. Take a few odds and ends of things that happen to you, dress them up, shuffle them about, add a dash of excitement, a little color, and there you have it."

"Here's a good idea for you," said Lucian. "How I found a mistake in my inventories and had to run off before Calchas and Phobos got hold of me."
"Boring," said Fronto. "Forgive me, I'm yawning already. Conflict, struggle suspense—that's what's needed to make a tale move along. You don't just run off. They seize you. You fight them with all your strength, almost win; but they bind you hand and foot, get ready to chop you up with meat cleavers. You escape in the nick of time. I don't know how. That's a technical detail."
"It didn't happen that way," Lucian protested.
"My point exactly," said Fronto. "All the more reason to spice it up. The meat cleavers are an especially nice touch."
"But it wouldn't be true."
"Not important," said Fronto. "If a storyteller worried about the facts—my dear Lucian, how could he ever get at the truth?"

Lucian turned to stare into the gray eyes of a slender, long-legged girl, her braided hair the color of ripe wheat. She stood, hands on hips, observing him with concern, curiosity, and a little glint of wry amusement. At sight of her, Lucian felt some difficulty catching his breath. Despite a sudden giddiness, he straightened up, squared his shoulders, and hoped to give the impression that he was sitting on the turf only because he wanted to.

"Are you a healer?"
"That depends on what needs healing. In your case, not much. I'm called Joy-in-the-Dance. And you?"
"Aiee! Ouch!" cried Lucian as her fingers probed a tender spot behind his ear.
"Odd name." The girl gave him a teasing grin.

Joy-in-the-Dance said nothing for a few moments, then stretched out a finger to prod Lucian's chest. "Listen to me, Aiee-Ouch—"
"My name's Lucian."
"Yes. Well, listen to me Aiee-Ouch."

"I've been observing. I do believe that our admirable pythoness has a bit of a soft spot for you. I'm a poet, I detect such things."
Lucian snorted. "Well, I'm not a poet, but what I detect is: Half the time, she doesn't make sense; the other half, she makes me feel like an idiot."
"Precisely," said Fronto. "That's another of those women's mysteries."

The man began climbing down with surprising agility. Following his example, Lucian discovered it to be as difficult as climbing up, and far more unnerving. By accident, he adopted a quick method of reaching the ground: sliding, tumbling, bouncing off one branch after another to land sprawled in what he hoped was a triumphant posture.
"That was wonderful, Aiee-Ouch," the girl said. "I take it all back. You did perfectly, except for the one little moment when your skull hit the ground."

"You have yet to learn the ways of women." See-Far-Ahead smiled at him. "It is an endless study."

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Catching Fire pics!!

Snow's roses are white,
The ocean is blue,
It's called Catching Fire,
Not Hunger Games 2!









Tuesday, January 8, 2013

I'm the weirdest of the weird

I've come up upon an interesting phenomenon.
I had never even heard of Divergent until a friend posted about it on her blog. Suddenly, it turns out the whole world loves Divergent (except me)...
I had never even heard of the TV show Sherlock until a preview of it came up on TV. Suddenly, it turns out that the whole world loves that show (except me)...
I had never even heard of Doctor Who until some friends of mine, who are extreme fans of the show or whatever it is, started talking about. Suddenly, the whole world apparently knows all about the Doctor (except me)...
..........
Am I the only teenager in the world who can recite quotes from Hawaii Five-O, NCIS and CSI? -.- My childhood...

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Watched Les Misérables

Watched Les Mis with friends last night…
I cried A LOT. Fantine, Eponine, Jean Valjean… not to mention the boy and everyone else…
When the movie ended, the entire theater audience applauded… :3 Even my sister, who almost never cries about anything except when she is woken up in the middle of the night, cried during the movie. The singing made it all unique, having almost no actual back and forth talking without singing. Though Cosette's high notes kind of made her hard to listen to, everyone had such amazing voices.
This movie is the most amazing I have seen since Lord of the Rings, and that is REALLY saying something, because I LOVE that movie!
Hugh Jackman did his amazing acting as always, and this, no doubt, will be one of the roles that he will forever be remembered for. Hugh Jackman as Jean Valjean maybe even rivaling Hugh Jackman as Wolverine.
Anne Hathaway as Fantine made me cry. Her acting was so convincing, and my empathy was going a bit crazy… it's hard to remember Anne as that girl in Princess diaries.
Helena Boham Carter was… dude… she keeps on acting these insane, crazy women… and she is awesome all the time. This time was no exception…
Samantha Barks as Eponine… I love the way she could pour the emotion of a head over heels in love sick girl into her music. Her last song had me crying, which leads me to
Eddie Redmayne… I won't lie, he is really handsome. Him as Marius was perfect, and his voice is amazing. Him finally falling in love with Eponine… only lasted for a single song… but it was truly beautiful…
Russell Crowe… from Maximus (that movie inevitably made me cry) to Javert… (Joash, it's pronounced jah-vare not jav-ert)… An amazing singer and actor. He put such power into all the scenes he was in, especially Javert's death scene. (That sound -shudder-).
I think I'm finished writing because those are the only actors/actresses I can remember. Again, it was an amazing movie… that description sounds flat, but there is no other way to say it… how bout…
FABULOUS!

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Happy 2013!!

It is 12:03 AM! Happy New Year everyone!!!