Originally posted on InkBlots and IceBergs:
There was a time, not too long ago, when I couldn’t have imagined calling myself a writer—and by “writer,” I mean the kind that gets paid to do work that’s actually published in print and credited through a byline. During that time, I did write, but I only wrote either for personal reasons (in a private journal or this blog), or for the ghostwriting assignments I took as a freelance web content writer.
During that time, I was but a girl who wrote and loved writing, but nothing more than that. And I was quite happy with how things were—I loved my craft, and it loved me back.
And then the unthinkable happened.
The opportunity came for me to get published in this month’s issue of a national teen girls magazine, the glossy kind I liked to feel with my fingers, the smell of which I was addicted…
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Although I’m only fifteen, I really want to be a mom. Not in the sense that I want to go ahead and be sixteen and pregnant. Of course I’m going to wait until I’m in my mid-late twenties and until I’ve found the right man before I even consider having children. But I do want to be a mother at some point in my life, preferably when I’m younger; I feel children relate more to and confide more in parents who are closer to their own age. I want to be a parent, and I want to do it right. I have fantastic parents, and I want to do just as good of a job as they have done with my brother and me, and hopefully even a bit better. One of the many things I’ve discussed with myself in terms of how to be a good parent is the whole censorship business.
I don’t think parents should censor the information they deliver to their children as much as they do. I understand that parents feel that their children are babies in need of their protection, that they need to shield their kids from the chaos and cruelty that is the world we live in. I get that. But what it results in is the exact opposite: children who are not only unprepared for the tumult of the real world, but cautious around their parents. They’ll think: If my mom censors x, y, and z from my bedtime stories, dinner conversations, media, and entertainment, I should pretend I don’t know these things exist. I shouldn’t tell them I found porn online yesterday. But kids are stupid and naive (I say this because I still am one) and they need guidance in navigating “controversial issues,” foul language, and most of all, the internet.
When I was younger, especially in middle school, I encountered things online I don’t ever want my kinds discovering without me. Did I tell my parents? No, because I didn’t quite trust them to react in a positive manner. I was afraid of what they’d think and say. Parents need to stop teaching their kids to not trust them to not get angry or upset when they hear something from their child they think their child shouldn’t know.
This post does a much better job of explaining the argument than my mindless ramblings, so please read. We need to cultivate an awareness about this problem, especially in this day and age where kids are exposed to millions upon millions of things parents don’t want their children seeing. It is inevitable for kids not to find out about homosexuality, gender issues, porn, God, other religions, bad words, etc. on the internet, and parents must act accordingly; don’t avoid discussing these things with your children. You’d be surprised by what they can handle. Don’t make them suffer and experience confusion because you were too afraid to discuss certain things with them.
Again, please read this. Even if you don’t have children or never want to be a parent, it is interesting and remarkable.
Originally posted on Bound and Gagged:
A friend of mine sent this article my way. It’s a parent’s reflection on another parent’s choice to censor Harry Potter as she reads it aloud to her five-year-old son.
I highly recommend checking it out because this article brings up some excellent points. First off, if you find yourself so concerned about the material in a book (or anything else) that you have to constantly edit it, don’t read it. Give it a few years. Harry Potter will still be there when the child in question is six or seven or even eight. Secondly, the article points out that this is not about the child’s discomfort, but the parent’s.
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My therapist: Look at nature. Look at flowers. We never walk into our garden and say “Oh wouldn’t that flower be so much more pretty if it were taller? Or red instead of pink?” No, we don’t. Because nature was created perfect just as it is. And so are we. We are part of nature, we are how we’re meant to be, we are perfect just as we are.
I found this on tumblr and I just had to share.
A few days ago, on Thanksgiving, my family and I went to see Frozen in theaters. My dad’s a sucker for Disney cartoons and I fell in love with the trailer, so since we had nothing else to do, we headed to the cinema. Without a doubt, we made no mistake in choosing this one.
Here’s the trailer, for those of you who have yet to see it:
What I loved the most about Frozen was that it wasn’t a movie about romantic love, but about sisterly love. Yes, there’s a romantic subplot, but the main plot is the relationship of the two sisters. As someone who has an older brother, I can relate. Yeah, we fought (a lot) when we were younger, but we’ve grown closer in the last few years, now that we’re both well away from the raging hormones that define puberty. Especially last year, we would stay up late talking after our parents had gone to bed. Now that he’s away at college, I must admit I do miss him.
The bond between siblings is invariably strong, one I believe stands the test of time, especially if they were once close. In Frozen, Elsa and Anna, the two sisters, were best friends as children but have grown apart in the years since then. However, by the end of the movie you realize that no matter how far apart they are now, they still love each other.
The main plot, not the one concerning the two sisters’ relationship, is that on the day of her coronation, Elsa accidentally throws her nation into an eternal winter and flees into the mountains. Anna, goes out in search of her older sister in an attempt to get her to reverse the spell. Her journey, filled with trolls, reindeer, talking snowmen, and wolves, is funny, heart-warming, and very entertaining. The music is beautiful, and truly makes the magic feel real. If you haven’t listened to the soundtrack, I suggest you listen to it because it is perfect.
In short: watch it. I loved it, and I think you will too. Don’t be deterred by the fact that it’s a Disney movie and it’s “for kids.” It’s a movie for everybody.
Hello everybody! It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted anything, so apologies for that, but school’s been a bitch lately and I haven’t had time to write anything of quality. However, I recently went to see Catching Fire, and I figured that writing out my thoughts wouldn’t require much time or effort, so here I am, typing away.
I went into the film with relatively low expectations, not only because book to movie adaptations have been exceptionally shitty
lately, but also because the Hunger Games movie was a failure of epic proportions. That being said, this movie was fantastic. It truly was. The script was on point, the pacing was perfect, the actors were phenomenal, and over all it was just a fantastic movie. If you read the Hunger Games and watched the movie, you’ll know that they tried to keep too true to the book and cram everything in there, which is impossible. Accordingly, the pacing was on fast forward, and the action scenes went by so rapidly they were nausea inducing. Also the CGI was straight from the 90s, in other words: terrible. The fire on her dress was hideous.
Catching fire had none of these mistakes. The plot flowed well without being too fast or two slow. And although somethings were left out, they were superfluous and unecessary. They kept all the important scenes and discoveries. If you haven’t read the book, you can watch the movie and understand it perfectly. The fire in the tribute parade looked so real I was almost afraid they would actually catch fire and die. The CGI in one of the scenes (no spoilers, so I can’t say which) with some skin issues (for those of you who have read the book, you’ll know what I’m talking about) looked so real and disgusting I almost vomited into my popcorn bag (not a pretty image, I know, but true nonetheless). The actors were all fantastic and I don’t know how anybody ever had a problem with the casting for Finnick because that man was PERFECTION (cue the inner fangirl). And Effie made me cry. :’( I never cry, but she did it. Oh, and the costumes were gorgeous. Her wedding dress was so beautiful it almost made my cry.
My favorite character in this movie was definitely Johanna. That scene in the elevator was hilarious!
A thought that just occurred to me was that in this film, as opposed to the previous one, Katniss felt more like Katniss. I believe it’s because this new director let his Oscar-Winning actress interpret her role as she saw fit. Jennifer Lawrence truly is an amazing actress, and it shows in this film.
Also, the costume designer must be fantastic because all the dresses and capitol fashion were amazing. Take a look:
All in all, it was a great movie, I recommend it to anyone. My only complaint was the Katniss did a taaad too much crying and screaming and sobbing for my taste.
4.5 out of 5 stars :D
I don’t know how this girl got kicked off in The Voice Knockout Rounds. <3
I’ve been completely stumped for ideas as to what to write about for my blog, so when I found one of these darlings on the interwebz, I decided to answer them all in a blog post. This way, I post something relatively interesting, and you learn a bit more about me. :D Enjoy!
1. What’s your favorite candle scent?
No idea. I’m not big on candles, so I don’t know any of the various scents and whatnot.
2. What female celebrity do you wish was your sister?
Taylor Swift. She’s so awesome.
3. What male celebrity do you wish was your brother?
Tyler Oakley! He’s the cutest thing to grace this planet, and we could talk about guys and it would be totally normal. :P
4. How old do you think you’ll be when you get married?
Hopefully twenty-five, but I think I’ll be older. I don’t want to get married until after I finish studying at the university, and I want to get a PhD, soo… yeah.
5. Do you know a hoarder?
It depends on what you consider a hoarder. If by hoarder you mean those people on the TV show, then thankfully no. If you mean somebody who has a hard time letting go of trivial things, then yes. I can be considered a “hoarder” in some sense, but I keep my things carefully organized in boxes kept out of sight. Not to mention that I go through my spoils at least twice a year. By that point I have sufficiently distanced myself emotionally to throw the really unimportant things away.
6. Can you do a split?
Absolutely not. I am so inflexible it’s not even funny.
7. How old were you when you learned how to ride a bike?
I think I was ten?
8. How many oceans have you swam in?
Technically two, but I’m going to consider seas and gulfs as well, so: the Atlantic Ocean, the Pacific Ocean, the Gulf of Mexico, and the Mediterranean Sea.
9. How many countries have you been to?
Not including layovers, I’ve properly been to and experienced Greece, Cyprus, Mexico, England, and the Bahamas.
10. Is anyone in your family in the army?
11. What would you name your daughter if you had one?
Zoe is at the top of my list right now, but I also really like Alana and Cassandra.
12. What would you name your son if you had one?
James Alexander or Will.
13. What’s the worst grade you got on a test?
63 in an AP Chem exam…. oops!
14. What was your favorite TV show when you were a child?
I didn’t have cable, so Sesame Step? That and Wizards of Waverly Place (I would watch it at my cousin’s house).
15. What did you dress up as on Halloween when you were eight?
I have no idea.
16. Have you read any of the Harry Potter, Hunger Games or Twilight series?
I’ve read all three, and this ^^ is the order of favorite to least favorite. :P
17. Would you rather have an American accent or a British accent?
British! It sounds so sophisticated!
18. Did your mother go to college?
Yes, but she only has an associates degree.
19. Are your grandparents still married?
No, I only have one living grandparent, but none of them ever divorced, although my late grandfather from my mother’s side did remarry after my grandmother passed away.
20. Have you ever taken karate lessons?
No, but I took tae kwon do lessons for about a month. Does that count?
21. Do you know who Kermit the frog is?
22. What’s the first amusement park you’ve been to?
Disney World in Orlando when I was four, but I don’t remember a thing.
23. What language, besides your native language, would you like to be fluent in?
German. That is the most baddass sounding language, and I am dying to learn it.
24. Do you spell the color as grey or gray?
Gray. Grey makes it seem so washed out. I know that makes no sense, but it is what it is.
25. Is your father bald?
Not even close.
26. Do you know triplets?
Personally, no. But at my brother’s sendoff party for college, all the incoming freshmen from his university who were from South Florida were there. And each of them had to say something interesting about themselves and one girl couldn’t think of anything so she just said she was a triplet. It was actually super funny because the girl before her said that what was interesting about her was that she was a twin.
27. Do you prefer Titanic or The Notebook?
Don’t kill me, but I haven’t seen either, so no idea. But judging from the trailer and the cast, I think I’d prefer the Notebook.
28. Have you ever had Indian food?
Yes, my cousin is married to an Indian man, but I’ve never particularly liked it. I don’t know why. Everyone else in my family does, but i can’t seem to learn to love it as much as they do.
29. What’s the name of your favorite restaurant?
Puerto Madero. That place is amazing.
30. Have you ever been to Olive Garden?
Unfortunately not. :’(
31. Do you belong to any warehouse stores (Costco, BJ’s, etc.)?
Bot Costco and BJs, actually, but Costco is waaay better.
32. What would your parents have named you if you were the opposite gender?
33. If you have a nickname, what is it?
Sophie? But nobody ever calls me that.
34. Who’s your favorite person in the world?
I don’t have one.
35. Would you rather live in a rural area or in the suburbs?
I’ve only ever lived in the suburbs, so I can’t say with certainty, but I think I’d prefer a rural area. If metropolitan city were a choice, however, I’d chose that.
36. Can you whistle?
37. Do you sleep with a nightlight?
No. If I do, I won’t sleep.
38. Do you eat breakfast every morning?
Yes. Even if it’s just a smoothie or a nutri-grain bar, I eat something.
39. Do you take any pills or medication daily?
40. What medical conditions do you have?
Thankfully none. :D Unless you count crap eyes.
41. How many times have you been to the hospital?
For other people/things unrelated to my health, I think only four or five times, and not even that. As for me, I think twice. Once I had to be taken to the emergency room because I tripped over my towel at the pool. I cut my forehead, and the doctor glued the skin back on incorrectly. I still have a scar even though this happened when I was very young. The second time was a few months ago. I had to visit the podiatrist and his office was at a hospital.
42. Have you ever seen Finding Nemo?
43. Where do you buy your jeans?
Wherever they fit nicely. I don’t really have a preference, but lately I’ve been purchasing most of my jeans from Aeropostale. They fit me like a glove.
44. What’s the last compliment you got?
Yesterday I wore a dress to the festival and four of my friends complimented me on it.
45. Do you usually remember your dreams in the morning?
Half the time, but I usually forget by the time I start breakfast.
46. What flavor tea do you enjoy?
47. How many pairs of shoes do you currently own?
Seven? Maybe eight.
48. What religion will you raise your children to practice?
I’m atheist, but my children can be whatever they want. I’m not going to force them to hold my beliefs. Of course, living under my roof they’ll be influenced by what I believe, but I’m going to try as hard as possible to make sure they believe whatever they want to believe.
49. How old were you when you found out that Santa wasn’t real?
Ten? I’m not entirely sure.
50. Why do you have a blog?
It’s a fresh start.
What did you guys think? Are there any other things you’d like to know about me? Should I do another one of these in the future? Comment below! :D
This is so cute! I swear, if I ever hit a hundred on this blog, this will be me.