Wednesday, August 22, 2007
*Note from Holly: I followed the instructions, but I actually scanned through each song iTunes shuffled upon and chose lyrics from different parts of the song that fit the best, and in most cases, are honest answers from me. It's weird when they fit so well. *Hides from scary psychic iTunes shuffle* I've enclosed a picture of me and Abraham Lincoln jamming to my iPod. That's right... Lincoln loves Lifehouse.
If you reached the top of Mount Everest, you would scream: "I sued Earthlink 'cause I called 'em up, and they had the nerve to put me on hold. I sued Starbucks 'cause I spilled a Frappuccino in my lap and brrr, it was cold!"-"I'll Sue Ya" by "Weird Al" Yankovic
What is your dream: "If everyone cared and nobody cried, if everyone loved and nobody lied, if everyone shared and swallowed their pride then we'd see the day when nobody died."-"If Everyone Cared" by Nickelback
What is the kind of drunk you like: "My mind's running in reverse trying not to forget who we were, where it's at."-"Who We Are" by Lifehouse
Your message to the world: "I'll miss the winter, a world of fragile things. Look for me in the white forest, hiding in a hollow tree (come find me). I know you hear me. I can taste it in your tears."-"My Last Breath" by Evanescence
What you think your best friend thinks of you: "It's so hard to be so far out, living our separate lives. Your phone was really broken, I tried your number twice."-"Only Heart" by John Mayer
Your deepest secret: "Why did you go? All these questions run through my mind. I wish I couldn't feel it all."-"Haunted" by Kelly Clarkson
How do you want the world to see you?: "You see what you want and try to justify. All your little lies, convictions and your lies… Why do you have to point at me?"-"Breakdown" by Daughtry
Your innermost desire: "I know I don't know you but I want you so bad. Everyone has a secret, oh, can they keep it? Oh no, they can't."-"Secret" by Maroon 5
Your oldest memory makes you think: "All we ever want is more, a lot more than we had before, so take me to the nearest store."-"Ka-Ching!" by Shania Twain
Somewhere in your wedding vows, you'll include: "I hope you never look back but you never forget all the ones who've loved you in the place you lived. I hope you always forgive and you never regret and you help somebody every chance you get."-"My Wish" by Rascal Flatts
On your deathbed, you'll whisper: "I'm Popeye the Sailor Man. I'm Popeye the Sailor Man. I'm strong to the finish 'cause I eats me spinach, I'm Popeye the Sailor Man."-"Popeye Theme Cover" by Me First and the Gimme Gimmes.
Your friends say behind your back: "Your smile lights up a room like a candle in the dark. It warms me through and through."-"Missing You" by Amy Grant
You wake up in the morning and think, "You might think I don't look but deep inside the corner of my mind, I'm attached to you. I'm weak. It's true."-"True" by Ryan Cabrera
If you found yourself lost on a desert island, your inner reflections would tell you: "I cried out with no reply and I can't feel you by my side, so I hold tight to what I know: you're here. And I'm never alone."-"Never Alone" by BarlowGirl
Right now, your feelings are: "We may have lost Sirius Black. But we're not turning back. We will fight till we have won, till Voldemort is gone."-"The Weapon" by Harry and the Potters
Your life's soundtrack: "Empty spaces, what are we living for? Abandoned places. I guess we know the score. On and on… does anybody know what we are living for? Another hero. Another mindless crime behind the curtain in the pantomime. On the line, does anybody want to take it anymore? The show must go on."-"The Show Must Go On" by Queen
The day you fall in love will be the day that: "Well, the Poopsmith, he could talk. And Marzipan would rock. And The Stick would be this big ol' tree who'd try to eat everyone except The Cheat and Me."-"Different Town" by Strong Bad
You during Sex: "I hear you whispering the words that melt everyone but you stay so cool."-"Smooth" by Rob Thomas and Santana
Your Biggest Regret: "So much pain and no good reason why. You've cried until the tears run dry. Nothing here can make you understand. The one thing that you held so dear is slipping from your hands."-"Somewhere Down the Road" by Amy Grant
If you could give your younger self advice, it would be: "I'm not one to lecture. How could I dare? Someone like me who's been mainly nowhere. But in my experience, be as it may, ya just have to love who ya love."-"Love Who You Love" from A Man of No Importance
Your farewell message to the readers of this : "You've read the Harry Potter books, you think you know 'em through. But there's something that you may not know and here's a little clue: the female of the trio has her birthday on Talk Like a Pirate Day, so heads up Harry and Ron. When she found out, her eyes she rolled, she went on knittin' socks. But Harry said, 'I've got the gold, let's head down for the docks. They traded lots of Galleons for a lovely brigantine, and now they're her young stallions and she's a pirate queen. "-Hey, It's Can(n)on by Tom Smith
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Really, right frickin' now.
I mean it.
Move your keister, Meester.
Alright, I feel that that's enough of a warning for fellow nerds who aren't very fast readers. First off, I have a new 'ship. When everybody (like that free promotional Borders bookmark) kept asking, "Is Snape a friend of a foe?" I would say something along the lines of, "Dude, who cares? He's an entertaining character either way," and the bookmark would generally reply, "...I don't know what you want me to say. I can't very well make a persuasive argument because, you see, I'm a bookmark. All I can do is pose the same question over and over again and advertise Border's Books and Music and the date the book comes out." At that point, I would begin to hope that Snape was a friend, so that I could say that he was my friend, and then I could tell that snooty bookmark that I had an intelligent lifeform (however fictional he may be) with whom I could carry on my "Who cares?" argument.
Wh-where was I? Oh yes, Snape. So since I was so determined not to care whether or not Snape was a friend or foe, I was very surprised when the witty ol' hook-nosed fella turned out to be a friend... and such a sweet one! I literally sat at my grandma's dining room table, crying like a wuss about how sweet it was that Snape was (and will, as Prof. Sevvy said, "always" be) so in love with his childhood best friend, Lily Evans. I adored the whole chapter "The Princes Tale." A couple of my favorite parts were:
A little smile twisted Snape's mouth when she said his name.
"Tell me about the dementors again."
"What d'you want to know about them for?"
"If I use magic outside school--"
"They wouldn't give you to the dementors for that! Dementors are for people who do really bad stuff. They guard the wizard prison, Azkaban. You're not going to end up in Azkaban, you're too--"
He turned red again and shredded more leaves.
--Pg. 667, American version
"I didn't mean--I just don't want to see you made a fool of-- He fancies you, James Potter fancies you!" The words seemed wrenched from him against his will. "And he's not... everyone thinks... big Quidditch hero--" Snape's bitterness and dislike were rendering him incoherent, and Lily's eyebrows were traveling farther and farther up her forehead.
"I know James Potter's an arrogant toerag," she said, cutting across Snape. "I don't need you to tell me that. But Mulciber and Avery's idea of humor is just evil. Evil, Sev. I don't understand how you can be friends with them."
Harry doubted that Snape had even heard her strictures on Mulciber and Avery. The moment she had insulted James Potter, his whole body had relaxed, and as they walked away there was a new spring in Snape's step...
--Pg. 674, 675, American version
"If she means so much to you," said Dumbledore, "surely Lord Voldemort will spare her? Could you not ask for mercy for the mother, in exchange for the son?"
"I have-- I have asked him--"
"You disgust me," said Dumbledore, and Harry had never heard so much contempt in his voice. Snape seemed to shrink a little. "You do not care, then, about the deaths of her husband and child? They can die, as long as you have what you want?"
Snape said nothing, but merely looked up at Dumbledore. "Hide them all, then," he croaked. "Keep her-- them-- safe. Please."
"And what will you give me in return, Severus?"
"In-- in return?" Snape gaped at Dumbledore, and Harry expected him to protest, but after a long moment he said, "Anything."
Pg. 677, 678, American version
"I have spied for you and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to be to keep Lily Potter's son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter--"
"But this is touching, Severus," said Dumbledore seriously. "Have you grown to care for the boy, after all?"
"For him?" shouted Snape. "Expecto Patronum!"
From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe: She landed on the office floor, bounded once around the office, and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
"After all this time?"
"Always," said Snape.
Pg. 687, American version
And, of course, I'm also insanely moved by Snape's death in "The Elder Wand"
When the flask was full to the brim, and Snape looked as though there was no blood left in him, his grip on Harry's robed slackened.
"Look... at... me..." he whispered.
The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more.
Pg. 658, American version
So sad and so sweet. I'll try not to squeal like a 13-year-old girl but I don't know if I--SQUEEEEEEE! Oh. Sorry, I guess I couldn't contain myself. Anyhoo, what I have to wonder is, if Lily was so persistent in her belief that James Potter was an "arrogant toerag," why in the hell would she ever marry the conceited wiener? I mean, I know that Sev screwed up with all that "filthy little Mudbloods like her" crap, but he apologized profusely, and it was very plain to see that he adored every last deep red hair on her head. So what was Lily's deal? *Waves a "Sev" flag* Man, I need to make a "Potter stinks" badge with a different Potter on it. If I were Lils, I would've said, "Hey Toerag, thanks for Harry, but I'll be going for Sev now."
And, of course, J.K. Rowling had to go ahead and finalize the scary, too-obvious 'ships, which were clearly emotionally unstable. If we were depending on emotional stability to keep those 'ships afloat, they would have been sunk immediately. First off, what is the deal with Ginny? Why did our main hero end up with this rather minor character (till the 6th book anyway) who simply had a crush on him as a kid? The girl couldn't even talk to him for four years! So now Harry's just suddenly like, "Hey, Ginny's hot. Hope Ron doesn't mind if I snog--er, um, date her." Where the crap did that come from?
And then there're Ron and Hermione, who have always bickered like an old, unhappily married couple, but seem to think it's a good idea to spend the rest of their lives together anyway. Their relationship reminds me of a 6th grade boy snapping a girl's bra and throwing spit balls at her across classrooms to try to get her to like him. And so they get married and have child named "Hugo." I'm serious, they really named one of their children Hugo. I know it's sad. But I've gotta say, I didn't expect much more from a couple who probably says things like, "I know you are, but what am I?" and "Quit hitting yourself! Quit hitting yourself!" in bed. But remember, according to J.K. Rowling, Hermione and Harry are the ones who think of each other as siblings. *Rolls eyes* Whatever.
With these kinds of pairings actually happening in the books, you kind of have to wonder what kind of romantic relationships JKR has had herself. They can't have been too healthy if her characters' relationships are any indication, eh? The girl can write chemistry- she really can! But she smothers those delicious sparks with the awful, awful pairings.
Alright, I guess that's enough nerding for one day. Now I'm off to find out what I'd look like as a Simpsons character. *Grins nerdily* Hee! Alright, I guess there can never be enough nerding. Ah, when am I actually going to find a boyfriend instead of finding boyfriends for fictional girls? Oh well... I'll just leave you with one awesome Harry/Hermione video and one great Snape/Lily vid.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
8. I'm trying to write a stage play based on my life 3 years ago, but it's very hard to get started on.
7. I have obsessive compulsive disorder. That's right, I have a fascination with the number 2, a terrible fear of the color red and the number 6, and I feel the need to touch things I find appealing only with the very tip of my leftmost finger.
6. My mom taught me to wish on stray eyelashes when they fall out of my lids when I was little, and I still do it to this day.
5. I'm developing an unhealthy fascination with a dude who plays some nerd on Ugly Betty. Look at this guy and tell me he isn't adorable, though.
4. One of my favorite Daria fan fictions is "Seas Sorrow" by Diane Long, but I can't read it before bed because it gives me nightmares. Shut up. I don't do well with horror.
3. I didn't graduate high school because of some sort of social anxiety phobia. But I got a G.ood E.nough D.iploma.
2. I'm rigidly uptight about drugs. I want to do some of those "Don't Do Drugs" speeches at junior high schools, but I'm sure they'd sound something like, "Dude, are you guys retards? Don't do drugs. Come on, stop being morons. Now get back to class… or don't, whatever. Just don't do drugs. They're bad, m'kay?"
1. I'm having liver surgery Monday morning at 11:00 at the University of Michigan Ann Arbor. Wish me luck!
The 8... um, lucky people I'll be tagging are Ma, Crystal, Michelle, Tracy, Lindsay, Jennifer, Tracey and Paula.
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Here's a crazy-arsed survey I nicked from Shana! Yayyyyy, crazy-arsed survey!
1. Is your second toe longer than your first?
Nope! The Jason Alexander character in Shallow Hal would go out with me! Oh wait, I'm fat... No, I guess he wouldn't. But then, I wouldn't go out with him either.
2. Do you have a favorite type of pen?
Sharpies. Wait, those are markers... Uh, pink ones.
3. Look at your planner for March 14, what are you doing?
Yeah... planner... let me just get right on that.
4. What color are your toenails usually?
They don't have a "usually" color. They could be any color at any time! They're very unpredictable. But right now they're a deep coral.
5. What was the last thing you highlighted?
My Laugh-In script. I did it in orange.
6. What color are your bedroom curtains?
White. They're lacy at this house... at the other one, they're Harry Potter print.
7. What color are the seats in your car?
8. Have you ever had a black and white cat?
Two of them, for a very short time, while we had Bahdra's kittens staying with us. Mini-Jerry and Adelvice.
9. What is the last thing you put a stamp on?
I'm assuming it was some sort of... um... mail.
10. Do you know anyone who lives in Wyoming?
Uh... I don't know. I guess that means no, huh?
11. Why did you withdraw cash from the ATM the last time?
For spending purposes.
12. Who is the last baby that you held?
Crookshanks. He's still my baby kitty, even at 2 years old!
13. Do you know of any twins with rhyming names?
14. Do you like Cinnamon toothpaste?
No, cinnamon is nasty.
15. What kind of car were you driving 2 years ago?
The same one I am now.
16. Pick one: Miami Hurricanes or Florida Gators
No! You can't make me. What is that, anyhoo, some sorta football crap?
17. Last time you went to Six Flags?
I've never been.
18. Do you have any wallpaper in your house?
On the... computer.
19. Closest thing to you that is yellow?
The air duster.
20. Last person to give you a business card?
My liver surgeon.
21. Who is the last person you wrote a check to?
22. Closest framed picture to you?
Zach's marching band pictures.
23. Last time you had someone cook for you?
Yesterday when Mom made me baked pasta shells with cracker crumbles and parmasean cheese. Ohhhhh yeah.
24. Have you ever applied for welfare?
25. How many emails do you have?
5 zillion and 2.
26. Last time you received flowers?
Jerry's aunt gave me a rose at the play.
28. What are you listening to right now?
Some car driving by.
29. Do you play air guitar?
30. Do you take anything in your coffee?
31. Do you have any Willow Tree figurines?
What in the crap is a Willow Tree figurine?
32. What is your high school's rival mascot?
Dude, I don't know. Which high school are you talking about?
33. Last person you spoke to from high school?
34. Last time you used hand sanitizer?
Friday at the hospital.
35. Would you like to learn to play the drums?
No thanks, I'm good.
36. What color are the blinds in your living room?
37. What is in your inbox at work?
What inbox? ...What work?
38. Last thing you read in the newspaper?
Newspaper, eh? Probably showtimes or Garfield.
39. What was the last pageant you attended?
Pageant, eh? Nope, I don't think I've ever been to one.
40. What was the last place you ordered pizza from?
Little Ceasers. Ooooh yeah.
41. Have you ever worn a crown?
Sure. Don't you have a crown? Of course, I'm awesome.
42. What is the last thing you stapled?
Successfully? I don't know. I tried to staple the Laugh-In script together, but that didn't work out.
43. Did you ever drink clear Pepsi?
44. Are you ticklish?
Absolutely everywhere. Crap! Now random folks know one of my billions of obvious weaknesses!
45. Last time you saw fireworks?
While having relations with Johnny Depp. Wait, that hasn't happened yet. Probably on the Fourth of July.
46. Last time you had a Krispy Kreme doughnut?
When they were free at some point.
47. Who is the last person that left you a message & you actually returned their call?
The doctor, I believe.
48. Last time you parked under a carport?
I... don't know.
49. Do you have a black dog?
Indeed, Chyna bear! She's also white. Yay for Chyna, she's multi-racial!
52. Who has the prettiest eyes that you know of?
Jerry and Zach.
53. Last time you saw a semi truck?
54. Do you remember Ugly Kid Joe?
No. Do you remember Ugly Betty? I was watching that the other day, that Nerdy Boy Henry on there is hot.
55. Do you have a little black dress?
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
You are The Moon
Hope, expectation, Bright promises.
The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.
The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.
Saturday, December 9, 2006
I remember a time, after my parents had had a fight when I was a little girl. Afterward, my mom sat my brother and I down and told us not to worry, because she and my dad would never get divorced, and that we would never have to choose between our parents. A few years later, due to a completely unrelated matter, my parents did get divorced, but we were never forced to choose between them, thank God. We both still see both of our parents all the time, and there's never really been a time when we felt like we had to choose one or the other. We've been very lucky.
Jerry and Matt have broken up. Of course, this has nothing to do with my parents' divorce, and it's really nothing like that... except that I have that breathless panicky feeling stuck in my throat like I'm going to have to choose between them. I won't have to do that, of course. I'm sure things are going to be very weird for a while, but I hope we can all somehow still be friends. Jerry is and always will be my best friend, but I've grown close to Matt in the past year, too. I felt like we had something awesome, the three of us, as friends, that had nothing to do with Jerry and Matt's relationship, and I don't want that to go away. If it does, I don't know what I'll do. I'm going to miss our late nights at diners, the fun we had at rehearsals, and being able to call them "my boys." I can't stop crying. I wish I had a big stuffed animal to hug. Why did I give all of those away? Christmas songs are making me tear up, because they got together last year, right before Christmas. Tracey's Christmas party is really going to make me cry, because that's where I met Matt. I just want to wake up and have their breakup have been a stupid nightmare I had. I can't believe how stupid I'm being, getting so upset about this- you'd think it was my breakup! I'm sure they're hurting a lot more than I am, which must really suck, because my heart is broken into tiny shards. Good thing we have a lot of Kleenex stored up from everyone's colds.
Speaking of being sick, I got terribly ill last Saturday night. I threw up for twelve hours straight, and had to go to the emergency room at the hospital. But I didn't just have the flu, as it turned out. A lot of really hot doctors decided to keep me in the hospital for over 24 hours for observation, and, after a lot of really painful tests on my stomach, they figured out that I have a large, benign tumor covering my liver, and that my gall bladder was only functioning 10%. An ultra-oh-my-God-hot surgeon came into my room and informed me that my gall bladder will have to come out, and that they'll be scraping the tumor off my liver while they're in there. I'm now on an awful low-fat diet until I can get an MRI next week. Ew.
Well, I've got a bunch of homework to do, so I guess I'll get back to that. Just wanted to bitch about my problems a bit. It didn't really help, but oh well.