Ok, so let's see, I haven't updated in like...forever.

But hey, whatever. I think maybe one person reads this anyways. xD

So instead of posting about life, today I shall post part of a SPN fic--just a tidbit from Dean's point of view. I'm thinking of doing Sammy next, but I need inspiration and I tend to not upload things to ff.net until I'm completely satisfied with them. So yeah, let me know what you think. =D

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Ok, CereCare=depressing.

 

No, seriously.

 

It does.

 

Basically, you go to a fairly clean facility full of little kids with Cerebal Palsy and try to play with them. Few of them respond and the ones who do can't talk, or can barely talk.

 

I felt sort of helpless, like Kai-Jher said. It's sort of...hard to sit there and try to communicate and have them stare blankly back at you. There was this one cute kid who went around touching people's ears and giving big sloppy kisses, but he was the only truly responsive one.

 

Gah, enough depressing crap. Today WAS pretty fun for the most part, mostly because Emma, Lynn, Vuyo, and Kai-Jher all have good senses of humor (and tastes in food). Everybody except Kai-Jher is perverted, and he and I were sitting there going, "SHUT UP! EEEEW!" while Emma detailed exactly WHAT "The Archer" was and Vuyo explained the details of a "Rainbow Party."

 

If you don't know, believe me, you don't want to.

 

Uh yeah, so it was a half-day today, we didn't skip school to go be good citizens or anything. X DD Theatre pretty much sucked, though--stupid mask test. I failed that, I bet.

 

It really is disconcerting how much freaking time we spend at school though. All I could think the whole day was, "Crap, I wish classes were forty-five minutes all the time." The whole hour and forty five minutes thing takes too much outta me. = ] 

 

So yeah. Um, I'm looking forward to another half day tomorrow (woooo), though I am utterly depressed my mother won't let me go watch Firefly with DS. BLEEEH damn unpacking boxes!!

Gah off to write/read/go to bed or something.

I'm sure you enjoyed my lovely memes or whatever they are.

[sarcastic cough]

To begin with:

What is up with the censorship? It wasn't surprising to me at first when Grace's completley hardhitting article for Word got censored by the principal and various teachers--it was very anti-China--but please. Deporting them? Well, gee, I'm sure the government is incredibly interested in international high school student magazines, in fact, I am sure there are officials roaming the halls, just waiting for a student to let slip they hate the government and deport them back to whatever hole they crawled out of.

Right.

Somehow I highly doubt Grace's article would have caused more than a couple of confused kids and impressed teachers.

Hopefully, she shall write an editorial about censorship and the evils it leads to. It seems like every time some kid gets too smart for the school, they have to beat them down or something. Like, just because Grace can think for herself and doesn't need anybody telling her what to do, it's ok to tell her she can't voice her opinons? And yeah, ok, I get that the government is different than in America and I suppose we are used to the whole "Freedom of the Press" thing, but really.

Bleh.

Well, on a personal note, I went over to Hellen's today to do this English project, right? She told me she got hit by a car and this airport and was in a coma for like 10 days in eighth grade and had like internal bleeding--yeah, that was depressing; poor Hellen!!--and then she happened to mention this moped accident that happened to her this summer. Well, see, my mom, sister and I were walking to the bus stop the other day, and this girl wih her sister about run over Christina (my sister). Luckily nobody was hurt, but the girl's sister fell off the bike and Christina has a bruise on her leg. Christina was crossing the street and this menace girl (as my mother referred to her) basically was ready to plow her down. So anyways, I digress; Hellen told me about this accident she was in, and it turns out it happened in my neighborhood. So I'm sitting there thinking, Gee, that's weird. The kids here must ALL be menaces. Well, no actually, as it would happen. Hellen's friend apparently has a little sister with curly blonde hair and lives just down the way from me and is in 10th grade and--well it goes on, but basically, this girl was the SAME ONE who hit my sister with the moped!!

The most infuriating thing about this is that my sister was apologizing her poor head off (she's ten) and this girl is just sitting there like, "Yeah, yeah, it's ok, it's ok, whatever," and I swear to God, had my mother not been there looking like she was about to pass out, I would've been pummeling that girl upside her pretty little head. She was ready to let my innocent little fifth grade sister take all the fricking blame for this!! Well, Mom was still sort of shocked (not to mention Christina and me) and in the space of us trying to process what had happened, Little Miss Watch-Out-or-You'll-Be-Road-Kill starts up the moped, and off she and her poor little sister go. Mom's little "OHMYGOD" spell broke five minutes later, and she was about to EXPLODE. That girl was on our bus, and it was all I could do not turn around and curse her out so thouroughly she'd be sorry she'd ever even thought about leaving the house that morning. Damn tenth grader.

Well, there has been no fall out even though my mom inadvertantly met her mom. Her mom was all, "Oh, I'm sorry!" all cheerfully apparently. Yeah, how about, "Oh, I'm so, so, so, so incredibly sorry. I will see to it that my reckless daughter never gets back on a motorized scooter again!"

Psh, well this isn't finished. That girl puts one toe out of line and she's going down. And to quote Forrest Gump, that's all I have to say about that.

Tomorrow I have Alg II/Trig which you basically know is evil immediatley due to the lovely sign Mr. Nakai has on his door that says, "Hell and back."

I hate math. I can't wait to be a senior so I don't have to effin' take it anymore. I am soooo compeltley sick of it. I can't wait to see my report card senior year; I'll have like straight A's and the college is going to be like, "What happened to that C? Oh...that was in math."

Yeaaah, haha.

Well, bleh, this has been long and rant-y and I have fanfiction to post and math homework to avoid.

She hates censorship, is considering beating the crap out of a tenth grader, and will undoubtedly fail the Alg II quiz tomorrow, yes, it's:

Silv

See the subject line? That's the title of an article I just happened to skim.

You might think that it was by somebody who, oh, I dunno actually LIKED the series, but actually, it was by some self-important idiot, who was telling the story of how a little girl asked her if she liked Harry Potter. The author of this essay said no, and explained why. She had lots of "reasons" (none of which, by the way, would make sense to anybody who's actually READ the books), but her MAIN reason was that "God doesn't like Harry Potter."

I'm sorry, but I cannot stand religious people who are so sure that Harry Potter is evil. Where the hell do you get off saying that? I mean if you don't like the books, fine. That's your OPINION. But don't turn this into some sort of "I'm-Going-to-Heaven-and-You're-Not" war. Ok, newsflash: Harry Potter is not satanic. It is not evil. It does not teach witchcraft.

Would you like to know why?

Because all the "spells" in the books are--get this--LATIN. They're not ACTUAL spells, and ooh, get this too: HARRY POTTER ISN'T ACTUALLY REAL! Wow, what a concept.

I hate it how people turn great, fictional fantasy books into vessels of evil. Everybody likes the idea of magic. The Bible says God doesn't like witchcraft-well, guess what, the Bible also is sexist, tells men that it's ok to beat their wives, and says simultaneously that God loves you while saying that if you're homosexual, a leper, or you have sex before marriage, He hates you and you'll burn in hell. Guess what--the Bible was not faxed from Heaven. It was written by sexist, racist men with ideas about God. Is there a God? I think so--but I don't for a minute by half of the crap that's in the Bible. No, I'm not a "Bible-Basher" but I honestly can't stand it when people act like every word in it is true. I believe in religion, but I don't believe in taking the Bible literally.

ANYWAYS, back to Harry Potter--it's a fun, fictional series with the basic plotline of good vs. evil. The characters are real, interesting, funny at times, and it's all brilliantly written. I don't think if you enjoy a good book God will throw you into the pits of Hell for all eternity.

Now, I get it when people don't like Harry Potter, ok? Maybe they think the books are too long, maybe they don't like fantasy, and ok, if the subject matter bugs you, fine. You're entitled to an opinion. But for the love of all that is holy, don't go around basically telling kids that "God doesn't like Harry Potter." How do you KNOW? You don't know, and that's that. Maybe God likes the fact that J.K. Rowling has entertained hundreds of thousands of millions and enjoys writing. But we don't KNOW do we?

The books are innocent and fun, and people who turn it into something so much more complicated just disgust me. One of the lines in the essay was, "...hating Harry Potter is not popular, but I don't care. I don't have to be popular as long as I have God." Good, have God! Just don't think you KNOW that he hates Harry Potter as much as you do!

Wow...I've fumed entirely too much. I'm tired.

Bleh.

Well, maybe I'm just defensive because I'm a fan of the books, but I honestly don't see how the religious have a right to get up on a soapbox and say that we're all going to hell for reading the books. It's like, please just shut up and get a life. Maybe then you will see there are more important religious issues than childrens' books.

Well, I suppose I ought to go to bed.

I am officially never reading any article/essay/editorial/WHATEVER that stupid again.

Silv

Welcome to my journal of randomness.

To introduce myself, I'm a sixteen year old bookworm (along with other things--check the profile if you're interested). My real name isn't Silv, but it suits me well enough. I'll start off with a book review, just to get things rolling. = ] This is probably more of a booklover's blog than anything, and I dunno if my reviews and opinons will be of any value to anyone but ah well. Might as well start somewhere.

Book Title: Anyone But You
Author:Lara M. Zeises
Rating: PG-13
Suited For:Both guys & girls.
Reccomended Ages: 15 and up.
The Summary: Critter and Seattle have been best friends (and almost step-siblings) for eight years, ever since Sea's dad got together with Layla, Critter's mom. The aforementioned father took off when Sea was nine, leaving her with Layla, Critter, and his younger brother, Jesse. Set in Delaware during a long, hot summer, Critter and Sea battle with hormones, betrayal, and confusion of all shapes and sizes. Critter is attracted to a pretty lifeguard and Seattle finds herself involved with the classic skater boy. Then, add them starting to think of each other in a non-brotherly/sisterly way, and you've got yourself a beautifuly written, makes-you-think-for-hours, coming of age novel. This being a classic YA book, there are a few more explicit scenes (oral sex, intense making out), but nothing you don't find in a PG-13 movie.
My Opinon: Ok, I'm a sixteen-year-old girl, and I generally adore romances--which this book sort of is. It's very offbeat, and the fact that Critter and Seattle refer to themselves as "my sister" or "my brother", it's a little disconcerting when they seem to be developing romantic feelings for each other. I had to keep in mind throughout the whole book that they weren't RELATED, and that they were best friends, etcetera, etcetera--so that may bother some of the more conservative readers. It was very funny--lots of sarcastic humour--and it really made me sit down afterwards and just think about life in general, partly because this novel compeltley rang true. Sometimes we find ourselves loving somebody we wouldn't, or shouldn't, love normally. One part that really bothered me was the end: it was quite unclear, and I've heard Ms. Zeises doesn't intend to write a sequel! I suppose she wants to leave what happens next up to the imagination.
Books Similar to this One: Looking for Alaska by John Green is the one that I've read that seems quite similar to Anyone But You. I'm sure there's a few others, but they don't come to mind at the moment.

For more information on Anyone But You, visit: http://www.zeisgeist.com/anyone_but_you.html

until next time,
silv