Have you ever realized while reading a book that this author must have been watching your nightmares?
Yesterday in my sixth period my adolescent literature teacher lent me the book The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. I started to read it during class and was immediately enthralled. I was attached to that book for the rest of the day and from the minute I got home until eleven that night, I devoured the novel. I finally had to go to bed at one point, but finished the last three pages in my AP French class this morning.
It was incredible. I don't think that I've ever cried so much while reading a book, and I read a lot of books.
It was like someone took all of my worst fears. The nightmares that I've been having over and over again and written them down beautifully into a novel. It was almost therapeutic for me, reading it. I feel utterly calm now. I even had the same nightmare again, but instead of being completely terrible... There was laughter. Nice laughter. Even my best friend's sock monkey was in the dream. It was on the verge of a dream. I miss those. Not that I've ever had many of them.
I suggest that you read it. It's written in first person present tense which reminds me of one of my favorite novels A Great and Terrible Beauty by Libba Bray.
I wanted to get the sequel today, but my teacher didn't have it. "Tomorrow," she said, "Tomorrow morning." I find myself itching to read book two. She says that the second is even better... I find that hard to believe.
So read The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins and let me know what you think. I've been dying to talk to someone about it.
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Birthday II
I totally fogot to mention that my friends are going to all wear stars on my birthday. I'm excited.
It's symbolic. A metaphor?
My life is a constellation. My friends, family, memories, experiences... They make up the constellation. They're the stars.
Not to mention that I just like stars.
So for anyone who cares or for anybody that just wants to feel connected to someone else. Wear stars on monday. Or draw a star on your hand. Tape or pin one to your shirt.
And when people ask you why...
Tell them that you're part of a constellation.
Tell them that you're a star. That you bring light to somebodies life.
Whether it be mine, or a friend's, or a sibling's, a parent's, a lover's... It doesn't matter. The fact is that somewhere out there you make SOMEONE happy.
And because of that, you are connected to that person.
And they're connected to someone else.
And somehow... You are connected to me.
So when people give you a strange look, or maybe they'll smile.
Just remember that you're a part of something. You're connected.
Anyway. That's pretty much it.
If someone that I don't know or don't see during my day wears stars... Send me a picture. :)
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce :)
It's symbolic. A metaphor?
My life is a constellation. My friends, family, memories, experiences... They make up the constellation. They're the stars.
Not to mention that I just like stars.
So for anyone who cares or for anybody that just wants to feel connected to someone else. Wear stars on monday. Or draw a star on your hand. Tape or pin one to your shirt.
And when people ask you why...
Tell them that you're part of a constellation.
Tell them that you're a star. That you bring light to somebodies life.
Whether it be mine, or a friend's, or a sibling's, a parent's, a lover's... It doesn't matter. The fact is that somewhere out there you make SOMEONE happy.
And because of that, you are connected to that person.
And they're connected to someone else.
And somehow... You are connected to me.
So when people give you a strange look, or maybe they'll smile.
Just remember that you're a part of something. You're connected.
Anyway. That's pretty much it.
If someone that I don't know or don't see during my day wears stars... Send me a picture. :)
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce :)
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Birthday
My birthday is on Monday. February 1st. It's sort of crazy, thinking about it.
In six days I cannot legally beat someone up.
Is it bad of me to want to hit someone? I've just never really hit a person... Excuse me for wanting to experience things!
Haha, anyway. I just thought that I should give my seven followers a quick update. I promise to write something more meaningful in the near future, it's just late right now and I need food.
I saw the Princess and the Frog today. Loved it. If you like Disney movies you should see it.
I'm working on writing a song. We'll see how this'll work out. The lyrics are nearing their end, but I'm waiting to post them here for when they're mostly perfect.
I've joined a band. Kind of. Me, Lulu, and Nova. It's pretty awesome. We'll either call ourselves Blue Alien Syndrome or Project Ink. I like Project Ink more, easier for people who don't know BAS to relate to, but we'll see if I'm out voted or if we come up with something new.
"Why does poetry does pour out of you?"
Nova asked me this question today.
The Answer: It doesn't. Sometimes when it's late and I'm struggling to sleep... My mind won't shut off. Phrases run through my mind, so I save them on a note on my phone and come back to them later. Short phrases, sometimes they don't make sense. But I have to read them over and over again until a tiny bit more comes to me. It takes me hours to come up with anything... Well, anything worthwhile. And I don't have many poems...
Guitar is going alright, still trying to teach myself due to some problems that I have with my teacher. (The guy is going to be gone for four weeks. @.@)
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce
SeventeenthStar
In six days I cannot legally beat someone up.
Is it bad of me to want to hit someone? I've just never really hit a person... Excuse me for wanting to experience things!
Haha, anyway. I just thought that I should give my seven followers a quick update. I promise to write something more meaningful in the near future, it's just late right now and I need food.
I saw the Princess and the Frog today. Loved it. If you like Disney movies you should see it.
I'm working on writing a song. We'll see how this'll work out. The lyrics are nearing their end, but I'm waiting to post them here for when they're mostly perfect.
I've joined a band. Kind of. Me, Lulu, and Nova. It's pretty awesome. We'll either call ourselves Blue Alien Syndrome or Project Ink. I like Project Ink more, easier for people who don't know BAS to relate to, but we'll see if I'm out voted or if we come up with something new.
"Why does poetry does pour out of you?"
Nova asked me this question today.
The Answer: It doesn't. Sometimes when it's late and I'm struggling to sleep... My mind won't shut off. Phrases run through my mind, so I save them on a note on my phone and come back to them later. Short phrases, sometimes they don't make sense. But I have to read them over and over again until a tiny bit more comes to me. It takes me hours to come up with anything... Well, anything worthwhile. And I don't have many poems...
Guitar is going alright, still trying to teach myself due to some problems that I have with my teacher. (The guy is going to be gone for four weeks. @.@)
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce
SeventeenthStar
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Where are you Christmas?
Christmas is this week, but it just doesn't feel like Christmas to me.
The tree is up, decorated... But I didn't decorate it. There's snow, even if there's not much right now... We're having our family party on Christmas Eve with my mother's side of the family, as of right now we have no idea what our plans are for Christmas day...
I can't remember the last time I played in the snow. Maybe when my niece Bentley comes home it'll snow and I can take her our in the yard to play. Maybe then it would feel more like Christmas.
I'm back to wishing that I was a kid again. My mother keeps telling me, "It's just not the same, with you and your brother grown up..." I think that I might even miss my parent's excitement more than my own.
So here I am, typing this blog, listening to Christmas songs hoping for the little feeling that always came with Christmas. It's been a few years since I've had that feeling. I think that it's normal to miss it.
I got a guitar for Christmas... On the first of this month. She's a blue Ibanez Acoustic-Electric and I named her Rosemary, Rosie for short. I've taught myself a few chords and I can play the first ten notes of Greensleeves, which I think is pretty awesome. I can also play the beginning of Meg & Dia's Setting Up Sunday. I'm hoping to learn Greensleeves by Christmas, and Meg & Dia's Nineteen Stars by our school's talent show. Rachel said that if I could learn Nineteen Stars in time, she would sing for me. It'd be awesome. Lauren has promised to help me learn it. I love my friends. :)
I joined the MaD boards. It's been... an experience. I'm hoping that the boardies there will like me. It seems to take a lot for them to like newbies, but I'm not really new to the whole loving Meg & Dia thing... So hopefully they will accept me.
It just dawned on me that it's nine o'clock and I haven't eaten a meal today, only snacks. That means that I need to go feed, but I don't really want to go into the kitchen.
Ah, well. I have an idea:
Christmas? Come home. Let's be friends.
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce aka SeventeenthStar
Listening To:
Where Are You Christmas? by Faith Hill
The tree is up, decorated... But I didn't decorate it. There's snow, even if there's not much right now... We're having our family party on Christmas Eve with my mother's side of the family, as of right now we have no idea what our plans are for Christmas day...
I can't remember the last time I played in the snow. Maybe when my niece Bentley comes home it'll snow and I can take her our in the yard to play. Maybe then it would feel more like Christmas.
I'm back to wishing that I was a kid again. My mother keeps telling me, "It's just not the same, with you and your brother grown up..." I think that I might even miss my parent's excitement more than my own.
So here I am, typing this blog, listening to Christmas songs hoping for the little feeling that always came with Christmas. It's been a few years since I've had that feeling. I think that it's normal to miss it.
I got a guitar for Christmas... On the first of this month. She's a blue Ibanez Acoustic-Electric and I named her Rosemary, Rosie for short. I've taught myself a few chords and I can play the first ten notes of Greensleeves, which I think is pretty awesome. I can also play the beginning of Meg & Dia's Setting Up Sunday. I'm hoping to learn Greensleeves by Christmas, and Meg & Dia's Nineteen Stars by our school's talent show. Rachel said that if I could learn Nineteen Stars in time, she would sing for me. It'd be awesome. Lauren has promised to help me learn it. I love my friends. :)
I joined the MaD boards. It's been... an experience. I'm hoping that the boardies there will like me. It seems to take a lot for them to like newbies, but I'm not really new to the whole loving Meg & Dia thing... So hopefully they will accept me.
It just dawned on me that it's nine o'clock and I haven't eaten a meal today, only snacks. That means that I need to go feed, but I don't really want to go into the kitchen.
Ah, well. I have an idea:
Christmas? Come home. Let's be friends.
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce aka SeventeenthStar
Listening To:
Where Are You Christmas? by Faith Hill
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Almost There
My birthday is February 1st.
This raises a lot of worry in my tiny heart... I mean, I'm seventeen now so that means that in about two months I will be eighteen. Crazy, huh? When you're young you can never imagine yourself being that old... Well, at least I couldn't. And it's not even... very old. At all. If eighteen is considered old I'm going to hit somebody.
Ah, well. So I thought long and hard about it and... Even for as young as I am, I've had a pretty full, happy life. I've almost done everything that I've wanted to do...
Besides a few things that I'm not quite old enough for yet-- Have a child, travel somewhere on my own, finish (and publish) a novel... Things like that that I've always wanted to do.
I've started learning the guitar. I'm far from good at this point, but I really enjoy practicing and teaching myself new chords and things like that. I think that it's good for myself to motivate myself like that. My summer was awesome because it was full of the motivation to actually do something and it's a time that I wouldn't take back for anything.
Busy is good, and I have been pretty busy. I'm always happier when there's a lot going on, I suppose that it makes me feel more like I'm not just wasting time or something like that...
So maybe I'm okay with turning eighteen. It's really not that bad. I think that I'm just afraid of being labeled as an adult, when... I admit, I am not quite ready to be an adult... despite my desire to live alone. Part of me can't wait, while another part is screaming for time to just freeze.
But, of course, it can't freeze until Becca comes home from Hawaii for Christmas... With her here, time is welcomed to freeze, otherwise I'm going to ask it to wait.
Now I'm mostly rambling. I tend to do that... quite often. Haha.
So I think about what I want my life to be, what I know that I can achieve, and while some of it is far from my reach at this point, I'm closer than I thought. I've done so much and I'm willing to do so much more, and I'm on the right track.
I seriously need to change these colors again. I just can't choose one that I REALLY like. Haha.
Ah, well then...
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce
This raises a lot of worry in my tiny heart... I mean, I'm seventeen now so that means that in about two months I will be eighteen. Crazy, huh? When you're young you can never imagine yourself being that old... Well, at least I couldn't. And it's not even... very old. At all. If eighteen is considered old I'm going to hit somebody.
Ah, well. So I thought long and hard about it and... Even for as young as I am, I've had a pretty full, happy life. I've almost done everything that I've wanted to do...
Besides a few things that I'm not quite old enough for yet-- Have a child, travel somewhere on my own, finish (and publish) a novel... Things like that that I've always wanted to do.
I've started learning the guitar. I'm far from good at this point, but I really enjoy practicing and teaching myself new chords and things like that. I think that it's good for myself to motivate myself like that. My summer was awesome because it was full of the motivation to actually do something and it's a time that I wouldn't take back for anything.
Busy is good, and I have been pretty busy. I'm always happier when there's a lot going on, I suppose that it makes me feel more like I'm not just wasting time or something like that...
So maybe I'm okay with turning eighteen. It's really not that bad. I think that I'm just afraid of being labeled as an adult, when... I admit, I am not quite ready to be an adult... despite my desire to live alone. Part of me can't wait, while another part is screaming for time to just freeze.
But, of course, it can't freeze until Becca comes home from Hawaii for Christmas... With her here, time is welcomed to freeze, otherwise I'm going to ask it to wait.
Now I'm mostly rambling. I tend to do that... quite often. Haha.
So I think about what I want my life to be, what I know that I can achieve, and while some of it is far from my reach at this point, I'm closer than I thought. I've done so much and I'm willing to do so much more, and I'm on the right track.
I seriously need to change these colors again. I just can't choose one that I REALLY like. Haha.
Ah, well then...
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce
Monday, September 7, 2009
Young Life
I wish that I could be a child again. I'm envious of them. I watch my niece and the way that she looks at the world... Every day there's something new to learn. Everything she looks at is wonderful and new. Sometimes she'll try something, pull a "I-don't-like-this" face, but she just keeps eating. It's amazing. She waddles. Have you ever noticed that toddlers waddle? Maybe that's why they call them Toddlers... because they... Toddle? I still think it's more of a waddle. Like a penguin.
Colors are brighter, smells more mysterious. The most mundane things are extraordinary when you're a child.
It's a well-known fact among my friends that I plan on never getting married. Ever. Only 50% of marriages succeed. And if I were to get married... I'd be tying myself down, forcing myself to grow up. Call it peter pan syndrome (Btw, I hate peter pan.) but it's not really the same thing.
I don't want to fight with someone every day. I don't want to feel guilty for all the little things. I don't want to feel obligated to make some man happy.
All I want is me and my little girl. I mean, it might not be a little girl, but someday in the very distant future I'd like to have one child. (Artificial Insemination) I'd like to raise this child on my own, after feeling ready, of course, and I'd like to live my life with them until they move out and do whatever they want with their future.
Is it selfish for me to hope for a little girl? I wouldn't be disappointed if it was a boy.
I'm making it a mental note to see the world as a child does. As a brilliantly bright, wonderful place. I'll explore and learn every day. I'll make it a goal.
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce
Colors are brighter, smells more mysterious. The most mundane things are extraordinary when you're a child.
It's a well-known fact among my friends that I plan on never getting married. Ever. Only 50% of marriages succeed. And if I were to get married... I'd be tying myself down, forcing myself to grow up. Call it peter pan syndrome (Btw, I hate peter pan.) but it's not really the same thing.
I don't want to fight with someone every day. I don't want to feel guilty for all the little things. I don't want to feel obligated to make some man happy.
All I want is me and my little girl. I mean, it might not be a little girl, but someday in the very distant future I'd like to have one child. (Artificial Insemination) I'd like to raise this child on my own, after feeling ready, of course, and I'd like to live my life with them until they move out and do whatever they want with their future.
Is it selfish for me to hope for a little girl? I wouldn't be disappointed if it was a boy.
I'm making it a mental note to see the world as a child does. As a brilliantly bright, wonderful place. I'll explore and learn every day. I'll make it a goal.
Until we meet again under the blue moon,
Alyce
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
New Colors
I have changed the colors of my blog to make it less emo, I have also created a second blog just for writing. Best to keep my writing and life separate, so as to not confuse anyone. (More people I know in real life follow this blog now, so I'd like to make sure that they don't think I'm crazy.)
School has already started. It's strange because I didn't think that I'd be able to go back, that I was too attached to summer, but I seem to have fallen into school quite well. I'm really enjoying it. All my classes are great, all my teachers are great, and I'm a heck of a lot more sure of myself. I don't feel as afraid of people as I used to. I like it. I'm happy.
I'm in mostly writing and reading classes. I'm trying my best to throw myself back into english, at least as much as I can, so hopefully I'll be writing a lot more.
That's all, but hopefully more later.
It feels good to smile all the time. I suggest that you try it.
Alyce
School has already started. It's strange because I didn't think that I'd be able to go back, that I was too attached to summer, but I seem to have fallen into school quite well. I'm really enjoying it. All my classes are great, all my teachers are great, and I'm a heck of a lot more sure of myself. I don't feel as afraid of people as I used to. I like it. I'm happy.
I'm in mostly writing and reading classes. I'm trying my best to throw myself back into english, at least as much as I can, so hopefully I'll be writing a lot more.
That's all, but hopefully more later.
It feels good to smile all the time. I suggest that you try it.
Alyce
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