Meet Sisky!!

This is Sisky. She's my tiny turtle I bought from Chinatown yesterday... yeah that's kinda a shady story.. i really don't want to go into very much...

ANYWAAAAAYS! i would like to tell you of Sisky's adventures from yesterday.

So away we go!

Like I said before she was purchased from a creepy store in Chinatown, and from there was took her to a dumpy Chinese restaraunt.. she doesn't like human food, so she didn't have anything to eat. After that, we took her on a nice long bus ride to none other than NAVY PIER! WOO! But Sisky doesn't really like shopping or crazy tourists, so we didn't stay too long there. We jumped on another bus and made our way back to the South Side to Reggie's. We were kind of nervous that the good kind people who worked there wouldn't let me in with little Sisky, but it was worth the try... But first. We made a trip into record Breakers to look at overly priced music.. Sisky doesn't like high scale record stores so she didn't look at all, but Teegan and I looked through the records, but realized they were god awful expensive. Sisky didn't want to say she told us so, but she made it evident that that's what she wanted to say. And then we made a stop in Reggie's Tshirt store just to look... (caught a glimpse of William from the doorway.. he was chillin at the bar.) Then we headed back for the line to get into Reggie's. it wasn't too bad.. only about ten minutes.. nothing like the Metro where it was cold, snowing and it took an hour for them to let us in... but that's a different story.. one without Sisky.. well.. the Sisky I'm telling you about.. We were still a little apprehensive about whether or not I was going to be able to bring her in or not.. so when the opened the doors and we walked in... they DIDN'T EVEN LOOK IN MY BAG!! Sisky got in scotch free!! so headed up to the balcony because we knew it would be safer for Sisky to be there away from all the clumsy teenagers in the crowd.. she had her own little table to sit on and everything! I took her out of the bag her tank was in and let her see out.. I think she enjoyed the show.

She got to see like four bands plus WILLIAM BECKETT! she's a fan.

On the way out I didn't put her back in the bag, I just carried her out. I got stopped by a girl selling merch at a table who said she had two of the kind of turtles Sisky was and she couldn't stop talking about them. Then when I walked outside, there was Davey passing out flyers for his Metro show. ahaha. had to put that in there.. and one girl with him was like "IS THAT A TURTLE!!" no it's a dog! what do you think it is! A dude from Draft Week handed me an EP and said that it was for my pet turtle.. and then another girl asked me if i brought my turtle to the show. I told her i had no other option.. she didn't get it. I told her i bought it today and i didn't have anywhere else to put it. she still didn't get it... she was like "uhh in your car.." and i was like "uhh... i didn't take my car" some people don't realize that Chicago has some awesome public transportation... Then we made one last stop at Argo Tea in the city and then drove back to Teegan's house just to get in my car and drive home.

We had a very busy day and when we were all home and done, we enjoyed some Elf and fell asleep.

And that is Sisky's adventures of the Windy City.

William Beckett + Acoustic Set = ell.ohh.vee.eee.

This is totes not my picture... but all mine kinda turned out crapy.. and i really liked this one.. he's so adorable. anyways..

I could go on all night about this show.. but i'll keep i quick.. it's kinda late, and i'm effin tired as hell, but felt like i needed to write about it..

I went to a show he headlined at a venue downtown and it was a charity deal.. all the benefits when to the American Cancer Society.. and let me tell you it was AMAZING. Some great bands played before him and he came on..

He opened with Attention! Attention! and then played a couple other songs, and then he played a song from his first band, Remember Maine, and let me tell you, i think i was the only one who knew the words to the song. I loved it so much, and I can't believe he preformed it. It was so great.

He is so talented and I am so excited that I get to see him live like that.. it's amazing.

I wont go into detail on how shitastic the rest of the day went for us.. lets just say from 10am-915pm was a major fail.. i did get a tiny turtle out of this deal. haha.

but i said i would make this quick so no more of this epic fail day.

that's it.

peas.

It's That Time of the Year Again..

This is what I am looking forward to the most this break. haha. I have to wait til I get down there in 18 days, but when I do, it's going to be beautiful.

Every year we go down to Florida and my Aunt Cathy makes it a point to take us here for dinner and Happy Hour, but I was never old enough to take full advantage of this outting... but NOW I AM!! I'm so excited!

There's one more thing that seems to be more beautiful than Happy Hour at Woody's, and that's the weather!! AHH! My cousin said that today was like in the 70's and sunny. Perfect beach weather. I can not wait to just sit on the beach and catch some rays. For 8 days I will be away from this shitty cold slosh weather and escape from dark days and darker nights. yuck.

But before I leave I have tons of fun to have and make this winter break AWESOME!! Lots of shows and friends and drinks.

But the countdown ensues! 18 Days!!

peas!

...Drives Me Insane..

There's that weird saying that says something along the lines of girls always want bad guys... or something to that extent... I don't get that.

Why would any decent girl want to be in a relationship, or lack there of one, with a "bad guy" or a "tough guy"? Those are the worst kinds of guys to be in a relationship with. That's what I call a relationSHIT! Someone you have to chase and can't catch right away, someone who is gonna treat you a little bad. Yeah. Girls like that. But for how long?

I always thought thats what I wanted. I bad boy. A dude who drove a motorcycle and had tattoos all over and and was kind of a dick. I met a few of those... well.. not really the whole "i drive a motorcycle and I have awesome arm sleeves" but I've met a couple douchers in my life. And I don't know why on earth I would ever want to be in any sort of relationship with someone who was just going to treat me like shit, play with my heart and then leave me on the curb. Yeah. NO THANKS.

What smart, level headed kind of girl would want a guy like that?

I get it. We live for the drama, the chase, the thrill. But isn't that kind of high schoolish?

And then girls think once they snag a bad boy, they can change him and make him good. WRONG! You can't make a guy change. Only he can make himself change, and unfortunately he's not gonna change, because being "bad" gets him a lot of ass.

Then girls turn around after getting dumped, and say all they want is a nice decent guy to love them and take care of them, but when confronted by these nice and decent guys they turn them down because they still are after those bad guys... DRIVES ME INSANE!

I feel bad for all the other guys who just a real relationship with a cool girl and they keep getting turned down for being "too nice." TOO NICE!!? How the hell can you be too nice!!?!

And then there are those girls who are looking for a great guy but they seem to only attract the douche bags...

Like me.

Yep. No matter what I seem to attract the most dubious guys. All of them from the really Creepy McCreepertons to the Douchey Douchers. I can't catch a break. Every guy who I seem to get close with want to be "just friends" and then plays with my heart a little more and says he's not ready for a real relationship. Then PLEASE stop messing with my feelings! Or there are the guys who stalk me on Facebook and and chat with me about hanging out and I hardly even know them.. I usually tell them I'm hanging with my boyfriend... that's when they usually stop talking to me. Yeah. I have to make up a fake boyfriend so guys will stop creeping on me. All I want is to tell them the truth. That I really do have a boyfriend. And a great one at that. But no. So I'm stuck here fending for my life against the creepers and douche bags.

Yep. Can't catch a break.

ok. im done. that was embarrassing as is to say that... but no one reads this anyways. so yeah.

peas.

i do not heart the snow.

It's December. And it's cold. Of course it is, I live in the Northern Midwest. And there is snow on the ground. I'm OK with all of these things but one. The snow part. It's not that I don't think it's pretty and fun to play in, but it is the bane of my existence. I can not deal with the fact that when it comes down in any amount drivers seems to drive even more ridiculous than they usually do. And the fact that when it comes down in excess amounts I can not drive at all because it seems that the villages around my neighborhood seem to lack the proper tools needed to get it off the roads and my little car does not like driving on those roads at all. Poor Hottsie hates the snow. She got stuck in it last year and it wasn't fun for her at all.

Don't get me wrong about my feeling towards snow. Me and snow, we go way back. About 21 years to be exact. We have some good memories together. Sledding, backyard ice skating, snowball fights, snow angles and it's even gotten me out of school a couple times. And I still enjoy the sights of snow. It looks pretty on the dark barren trees in the dead of a Chicago winter, and it makes all those damn Christmas lights looks a little more appealing when it covers them up.

And I love the things that come along with snow. The hot chocolate and electric blankets, and snuggling under with friends to keep warm, and all those awesome Christmas movies that God only knows we can only watch in December. Oh, and don't forget all those awesome limited edition lattes at Starbucks. "'Tis the season," right?

But all this comes with a price. Snow comes down in what seems like dumpster loads of thick icy white stuff all over the place, and then it's like we are desolated in out own homes because we can't go anywhere. And don't think about going sledding because it's only fifteen degrees out with a windchill of negative four, and your eyeballs will freeze in their sockets. Oh, but you can't call off of work, because the roads are semi-plowed, but you better leave four hours early because traffic will no doubt be at an almost stand still starting from your house all the way to your work. And of course school isn't called off either because even though there are four feet of snow, but there are no real bus routes so allow your parents to risk their lives along with your own and the others driving the couple miles to the school to get you there in time, even though half your teachers and classmates don't even show up and you spend the next seven hours watching movies and doing nothing at all, which you could have been doing at home in the first place.

Oh. And don't get me started on shoveling the stuff. The fact that you have to wake up at three AM and go out to shovel the eighteen inches that have already come down, but you also have to wake up before the kids walk to school (you know because school's not closed) because you want to be a good person and not make kids' feet fall off. Plus, even though you just cleared off the sidewalk and made an awesome path to your garage twenty minutes ago, there is another six inches already and you're going to have to go do it all over again. And then around three PM you're gonna have to go out there again and shovel for the kids walking home from school (you know because parents don't want to drive to pick them up because there's five feet of unplowed snow on the roads). And then about a half hour later you'll be out there again to do it all over because another ten inches fell while you were taking off you eskimo parka made out of whale skin and Wolly Mammoth fur (you'll absolutely need one of those because now it's negative thirty-two degrees with a windchill of negative eighty). And you can't stop shoveling until the snow decides to stop, but when this happens it soon turns into ice and makes everything a human death trap waiting to happen. Then shit turns south and no one is going anywhere. ***( I am aware that it doesn't snow at all when it's super cold, but I'm exaggerating a lot because well, when you live through it it definitely feels like it is the way I'm making it out to be).

I think that if snow wants to come around, make it come around in the summer, when it's like ninety-eight degrees and the humidity is unbelievable. Yeah, that's when the snow should show up. I know, that's rain, but it would be awesome if that's how it worked. In a perfect world.

I guess, I can deal with the snow when it's not on the streets and isn't seeping into my converse all-stars and turning my feet into ice cubes.

So lets be thankful for now, that there isn't a whole lot, but mean mister weather man says we're in for some good stuff in a day or two. eff.emm.ell.

Snow, snow,

go away,

please don't come again another day.

i heart local bands.

I have just recently getting back into the local scene around these hear parts of the suburban part of the great city I live in. I feel like I missed out on a good chunk of music while listening to big name bands for a really long time. With all the Cobra Starship albums that keep coming out and Plane White T's keep making albums I find myself lost in major label bands and I miss all the good local stuff.

It wasn't until about May when I went to a Boys Like Girls show in Valpo when A Kidnap In Color opened for them. I learned that they were from the suburbs here and I was totally into their stuff. I got super excited to get back into the local scene. Slowly but surely, I started going to shows again. Getting use to the underage crowds again and getting the feel of the music. I've gained like 15 pounds of new music just in like the last month alone, but going out and seeing them makes me feel like I'm making up for all the time I spent with those big name guys.

Here I am a 21 year old, who use to preach about going to local shows and supporting local bands when I was like 16, and I feel like a hypocrite for falling under the spell of big name bands and labels and not getting out to more local bands. So now I am.

I love going out to local shows. And I love how awesome the guys are. They are all so sincere and cool to be around. They love their fans and they play off the energy that the kids bring to the shows. (and when i say kids... i do mean kids. the majority of the people coming out to shows are still in high school.)

That's one thing I'm gonna need to get use to again. Mobs of teenage girls hanging out everywhere. I feel like I am almost the only person in the place that can legally buy alcohol, besides the dudes in the bands and the parents that hang around waiting for their children. And the girls in outrageous outfits, not fit for a rock show... because mini skirts and high heels just don't cut it for a show like this. Please take your hoochieness elsewhere. thanks. ell.ohh.ell.

I'm looking forward to this month in general.

I just went to a show this past friday with some of my favorite locals, A Kidnap In Color and You, Me and Everyone We Know (technically they're from DC) plus, Made Avail, Love Me Electric, The Fastest Kids in Town and The Frantic. This show was so tight and well... it was amazing. I can't even describe how amazing it was, indescribable, that what it was.

There's a few more shows coming up I'm really excited for and I can not wait.

I don't know why I am so excited about being back in the local scene, but I am. It's like being away from the place you loved so much as a child and returning and finding out nothing has changed.

It's beautiful.

You Can't Howl at a New Moon... Cuz You Can't See It!

I felt like a total minion for paying eight bucks to see New Moon in a theater I usually don't go to, but I was kinda so totally pumped to see it. Hardly anyone was in the theater, and most of the other people were older than Brandon, so I wasn't afraid of any hooting or hollering when shirtless Jacob Black came on the screen. I was probably the loudest one there. I did have to causally whistle when both Edward and Jacob appeared, because I am immature and it was funny.

I did talk a lot though, which probably pissed off the old lady in front of me. But I couldn't help myself. For the most part it was me saying, "that's not how it happened" and "this wasn't in the book." It didn't happen a lot, but the parts were noticeably different.

Other than that I laughed a lot through out it. Some of the scenes were like "what the eff is happening" or "omg. that really happened!" NO WAY!

What I really liked though, we the first time Bella sees Jacob morph into a wolf and fight his friend. It was so badass. and the way the wolves look, it was incredible. They looked so real and huge. And every time Jacob came back from being a wolf he had his shirt off, which was kinda a bonus. Ok. it's a little weird for me to say that seeing as Taylor Laughton is only 17.. but he flaunts is everywhere, it's hard not to look. ohh.emm.gee.

I still think Bella is kind of a tease for leading Jacob on like she did. I feel bad for him. Then she has the nerve to tell him she loves him and then two seconds later she says if she had to choose she would pick Edward over him. B!tch. whoa. So i guess if it came down to picking sides... I'd be on Team Jacob. Sorry. I like to root for the underdog (pun not intended).. and well... Jacob is cuter than Edward.

God. I feel like a total hypocrite for talking about this... but whatever. can't always

be a hater.

that's all i have to say about this. I'm making myself sick.

fin.

Don't Be a Turkey!!

Every year, around this time of season, since the first grade, when we were taught how to write complete sentences, we were forced to write about "what we are thankful for." And we always regurgitated what our teachers wanted us to write. We were thankful for our families and our friends and that new Nintendo 64 that we knew Santa was gonna bring us for Christmas in a few weeks. We were thankful for Happy, the family dog, and that our teachers wouldn't assign us any homework over the four day weekend. We were thankful for the nice dinner we would have on that Thursday and we would be thankful that it would soon be over.

But as I have grown up I feel that I'm thankful for other things. Don't get me wrong here. I am still thankful for the things I mentioned above, even though I never got an N64 or had a dog named Happy, but that's besides the point.

I'm thankful that I have made it to see my 21st birthday. And I am thankful that I didn't die from H1N1... yet. I am very thankful that one of my best friends hasn't needed a kidney transplant yet.. even though it still looks bleak, she's still up and running... I am thankful that I have a place I can call my home, and a mother who dearly loves me no matter what kind of sass I give her. I have at least one of most wonderful older brothers a girl could ask for, and the coolest sister I could get out of having a brother.

But I am not just thankful of these things on this one day in November. I am thankful for them everyday of my life. I don't feel the need to celebrate being thankful for what I have once a year, but I feel the need to show it all year round. Especially since if you look back into history what happened right after the settlers shared a meal with the natives. They slaughtered them in thousands and forced them to move to the other side of the country...

Max: Well, it's a heart-warming American tradition.
Lucy: Yeah. It celebrates the time when the Indians shared their food with the early settlers. And how did we repay them? We slaughter them in thousands then ship them off to the shittiest bits of real estate.

But thats a whole different story...

So. Before sitting down and giving thanks for whatever it is... think about this: Are you always thankful for this, or are you regurgitating what your 1st grade teacher told you to?

Stop Listening to Hey There Delilah..

In the wee hours of this chilly Wednesday morning Jessie and I drove around our hometown and some of the surrounding neighborhoods playing a real life game of "Where's Waldo" in search of someone who wasn't really hiding. It seemed like we were stuck on a page where everyone was wearing red and white striped shirts and "Waldo" wasn't wearing his stupid striped ski hat. This is not the point to this blog at all...
Then what is my point, you may be asking. Well. I will tell you.
While driving around on a quest for "Waldo" Jessie told me something that reminds me why I don't go to big band shows anymore. She had gone to see the Plain White T's in the city this weekend. They were playing a free show and I knew there were gonna be a trillion stupid people there so i opted not to make an appearance. Anyways. She tells me how there were a couple girls in front of her that appeared to be around her same age and they seemed to really like the PWT's, so she saw nothing wrong with them being there. Then, the band starts to play one of my favorite songs from their new album Big Bad World, Sunshine, and the girls then proceeded to ask what song it was. SERIOUSLY!!
This irks me. Like to the core. If you claim to be a fan of a band you are going to see at least know the songs they play. Stop listening to Hey There Deliliah and 1,2,3,4 and buy a freaking album or two, or three. Oh, and if you don't know the song. At least pretend that you do. Don't announce it to the whole crowd. It just makes you look like a bigger idiot than you really are. If you don't know the song, pretend like you do and jump are around and look like you know what you're doing, sing the chorus, usually it's catchy and if you're smart enough you'll catch on rather quickly.
People always ask me why I stop going to shows. This is probably my number one reason. Posers. I stop going to Fall Out Boy shows because well... they're tickets prices are god awful expensive and I wouldn't pay fifty bucks to see a band that I paid ten bucks to see a few years ago, and well they still suck live... but thats besides the point. There a thousands of girls running around with I heart Pete Wentz shirts on, and onlu know like three songs that play on the radio constantly... but if they play a song form An Evening Out With Your Girlfriend, they don't even know that's a FOB song and they look lost and confused. You're not a true fan if you don't know there are albums before Under The Cork Tree.
So, to all you posers out there, stop listening to the radio for once and pick up an album or two, or even better, iTunes has everything. And, if i haven't made myself clear enough, I hate you.
fin.

P.S. We never really did find "Waldo." sad face.

Hometown Throw Down

Hey Hey! this will be quick. (that's what he said) ...ANYWAYS.

Mojoe's on Harlem in Orland Park is closing it's doors December 12th, and there's gonna be one last big HOORAH there the 4th. It's called Hometown Throw Down and it would mean the world to all the bands playing if anyone and everyone could make it out there... you need to get tickets in advance at www.ticketrumba.com and scroll through the events til you find Dec. 4th @ Mojoes. But you gotta jump on it, they're gonna go fast!!

There's a bunch of local bands playing: A Kidnap In Color (my fave), The Frantic, You Me and Everyone We Know, Love Me Electric, Fastest Kids Alive, and Made Avail. Tickets are only 12 bucks, which is less than typically a trip to the movies. So come out, have fun and enjoy Mojoes one more time. it will be epic fo'sh.

It's all a little Bittersweet, to say the least.

ok. stepping off the soap box now.

Hope to see you there!!

peace and love

I Drank the Kool-Aid

This is me = / right now. I am so torn and angry with myself about how I feel about this stupid book and movie. I know Sara will be please to hear that I do like both of them. She told me I would, and I hate her for being right, but I hate myself for believing I wouldn't cave.

I think one reason I resisted reading the book was that I knew myself way too well that I knew I would like it, and if you know me at all, I do not like following the trend. But Twilight is not just a trend, it's more like a cult, and I have drank the Kool-Aid. Eff.Emm.Ell. I also literally went out and bought the freaking movie!! I KNOW! And let me tell you... it was not easy to come by... I practically had to go on a wild goose hunt to find it.. and then coughing up 17 bucks for it was like signing my life away. But in my defense, I had to write a movie review for my Lit. and Related Media class (which is the class I had to read the book for) and Brandon didn't have the movie, so I had to go find it and watch it in its whole enitrety... so yet again... I drank the Kool-Aid.. more like I drank the whole pitcher.

But let me set things straight. I am still not in love with this whole thing. I will NOT go see the New Moon opening weekend, UNLESS the ticket is purchased for me, no I take that back. I am not sitting in a theater full of Twilight obsessed cult-following teeny-bopper girls, who will scream at the first glimpse of what's-his-face when he comes on the screen. I would rather shoot myself in the face. I think it might be a LaGrange movie... but that's still pushing it...

I have found myself wanting to READ New Moon, and well the other two.. I don't know the titles off hand.. But only because I want to find out if Bella ever gets to be a vampire. ell.ohh.ell. I might make that like a winter break goal, to read maybe just New Moon... I'll wait til Courtney has the third one so I don't have to get it myself.

I don't hate myself for reading it, watching it or even liking it, but I hate myself for being such a hater in the first place. I never gave it a shot, a second thought. I was like "its just another thing girls are gonna go nuts over, and I am totally not gonna fall for it." I read it. yes. I watched it. yes. I didn't fall in love with it. Nope. But I am a sucker for a good book and an even bigger sucker for a good movie, and let me tell you something.

Whatever people say about the book or the film and how awful they are just don't know. Yes. I know. The book is awfully long and full of Bella jabbering on about every little thought and detail but it's still a good story. And yes, I know the actors in the movie aren't A-List celebrities... well, I guess they are now, but they aren't very good at what they are paid to do, but the movie is pretty accurate to the book, minus the fact you're not stuck in Bella's head the whole freaking time, and all the "teen romance novel" garbage is pretty much kicked to the curb.. it's a pretty decent movie.

if you haven't seen it, or read it, don't judge it. You can't judge something you have nothing to base those judgement on. Don't be prejudice against books and movies based on the cult. ahaha. Maybe you should give it a chance. You never know what you like until you give it a whirl.

He's Just Not That Into You... garbage.

After a hard long day of tutoring, changing outfits four times, dinner with my dad and then an awfully long presentation on a book about Mexican deportation during the Great Depression, Jessie and I decided to make it a movie night, nachos included.

We decided to watch "He's Just Not That Into You" with the rationalization that we can never get enough of Justin Long and Bradley Cooper. We were all set, the movie was in and the first scene comes on. And it's of a little girl who gets pushed and called names by a little boy. She runs over to her mom and tells her what happened and her mom justifies the little boy's actions by saying "he only did that because he likes you."

Who the hell really thought up that crazy bull. I would really like to meet this person and kick them a couple hundred times and then maybe push them over a cliff. Like seriously. Why do we tell kids that kind of crap? It just makes life even more got damn difficult than it already is. Now you throw in a freaking mind buster game of why boys treat you like a piece of shit to say that they do that because they LIKE you!!

I totally get the point that little kids physically and emotionally do not know how to flirt like a teenager or adult might, so they physically hurt the person they "like." I have taken enough children's psychology classes to know that this is, well, normal behaviors. But to even bring in the topic of emotions with little kids is beyond me. Why even bring it up if they can't handle it anyways.

Why did that little boy just push you and call you a mean name? Because that's just what little boys do. It's as simple as that. No harm, no foul. Why do we have to tell little girls (and boys) that it's because of emotions they can't control or understand yet. There's no reason for it. None at all.

Telling girls that boys push and call them names because they like them when they are little leads to even more crazy complications when they are older. Every guy who is a jerk to her she will think is totally into her, which is brought out very nicely by the character Gigi in the movie. She thinks that every guy that gives her the slightest attention has a spark with her, and she obsesses over him, even though she will never hear from him again.

I just don't get why we make little kids believe this crap, because we all know its really not true... The guys that are being a total douche bag to you isn't trying to get you to like them back, they're trying to get you on your back. Girls don't intentionally want to be slutty, but it's guys like these girls fall for that turn them slutty. Dudes. Stop being such douche bags all the time, you don't want a slutty girl... honestly.

Alright. Rant over.

peas.

And now it's Twilight.

OK. so I finally finished that blasted Twilight book super early this morning. If you were wondering what I thought of it well... here we go!

Let's start off with my trip to the library to check out the book in the first place. I obviously knew where to find it, in the Young Adults sections. There were only two copies, a hard cover and a paperback. I picked up the paperback and I put it back because I was afraid I would do some damage to the book, and they would make me replace it, so I picked up the hard copy. I knew this was a thick book, but MY GOD! I flipped to the last page... 295. Yes. That's right there are 295 pages of pure awful. I held the book between my thumb and forefinger with my arm stretched out as far a i could possibly get it. I walk up to the check out counter and i practically dropped the book on the counter. The guy checking me out looked at me, my face a look of disgust. Then he asks, "Is it overdue?" Are you serious? I don't think I have ever had an overdue book, let alone, checked out Twilight before. He didn't know that, so I gave him the benefit of the doubt. But then I thought to myself, are kids really keeping it well over the due date to read this? Is it that hard of a book to read that it takes the usual, what, like 2 weeks to read this? Then he printed out my due date slip and handed it to me saying, "This is due back February 2ND." I looked at him, then looked at the slip. It was right. The slip said February 02, 2010. HOLY JUNK! They give you 3 MONTHS to read this book. I thought to myself, well maybe the policy has changed and that's for every book, but I checked a book out a few weeks ago and it was still the same 2 week policy.

Then it hit me. Kids are reading, rereading then re-rereading this book, and then turning it in overdue! It may be a very long book, but it was definitely not a hard read. Most kids read it in a day. It only took me 3 days because I was busy with other stuff. If I had a full day to just sit and read, I probably could have finished it. I would never plan on opening it up again and rereading it. It wasn't that good.

The story line for the book was an ordinary girl, Bella, who moves from Phoenix, AZ to a small town in Washington State called Forks. She starts school and there's this family of "good" vampires and she attracts one of them, Edward, the youngest of them. Blah, blah, blah. She falls in love with him, he falls in love with her, it's a forbidden love because she's human, and he's well.. a vampire. For most of the middle of the book it's kinda like a warped romantic novel. Talking about what they do together and how much they love each other. I found myself rolling my eyes a lot, or feeling like I was going to throw up. It's like "Oh, I love you" "You are my whole life now" "You are my kind of heroine" I was ready to stab both of them. And then a group of "bad" vampires come and find that Edward and his family have been hanging out with this human and they start to track her down and she ends back in Phoenix hiding and Edward has to come save her like he always does.

That's another thing. Bella. She is portrayed in the book as this ordinary clumsy girl and Edward is always saving her from the trouble she gets in. The typical damsel in distress, and knight in shining armor... or well... sparkly vampire, that's not very typical.

These Vampires are not stereotypical vampires we are so accustom to in other books and movies. When you think of vampires you think nocturnal, sleep in coffins, turn into bats, repelled by garlic and crucifixes and drink people's blood. Well. These vampires can walk around during the day, but only if there is no sun, hence why they live in Washington State, its always cloudy and raining, if they are in the sun their skin sparkles like if they were tosses into a tank of glitter... kinda drag-queenish if you ask me. They don't sleep in coffins let alone sleep at all, and the don't turn into bats, but they can run at super high speeds. And the Cullens don't drink people's blood, and they don't kill just anybody. They hunt animals, and only predators that are overpopulated in certain regions like bears and mountain lions. This get their "thirst" for humans off edge. And some of them have sixth senses. Edward can read minds, another can see the future. They also enjoy playing baseball... but only when there's a thunderstorm... vampire baseball gets really nosy I guess.

I feel like the first three quarters of the book were really slow, and focused solely on Bella and Edward and nothing else. It was like it's own little book in itself. the rest of the book took off after they meet up with the "bad" vampires and I feel that this is when I started to enjoy it more. There was more action and more suspense. I knew the whole time Edward was a vampire, there was no surprise there for me. It even says he was on the back of the book. And to be honest I knew what happened in the end, I saw the terrible movie that came from this. But it was way more interesting to read about the vampire fights and stuff than reading about how Bella and Edward cuddled with each other in the grass and told each other how much they loved each other and how they never wanted to live with out the other. *gag*

It's obvious why girls love this book though. I can understand that. Edward is this good looking perfect guy who takes interest in Bella this clumsy ordinary girl. He's always described as this smoldering beautiful being with these gorgeous amber eyes, and his smile is just so perfect, and his voice is oh so velvety smooth. Every time Bella describes Edward in this fashion I had to keep myself from throwing up a little bit. Then I had to think about how young girls look at this. This is what they are going to look for in guys, and it's nothing far from the truth for most guys. And he's always saving Bella, no matter where she is, and he's always telling her he will always be with her forever, no matter what blah blah blah... Girls get this unrealistic image of guys in their heads because they have fallen in love with a fictitious vampire!

I had a hard time wanting to enjoy it because I felt like I was giving in. Giving in on the cult. I feel like I drank the Kool-Aid. Because I did enjoy reading it. I liked the storyline and I liked the development of the relationship of the characters, and I did like the characters, there was not one I absolutely did not like.

But here's the deal. I am still not a FAN of the saga of books, or the movie. I do not plan on rereading this book, or reading the other two. I have seen previews for the next movie, and although it looks 100x better than the first one, I still have no interest in seeing it. I am not completely obsessed. I have no interest in flying out to Washington State to visit Forks, it's sounds like an awful place to visit. And I still think that the guy who plays Edward in the movie is a total creepoid. I am not in love with him and I feel awful that he has to be in the situation he is in. Sucks for him.

The only thing I can say about young people reading this book along with the other two books that come after it is that I am glad that they are reading at all. In a world full of video games and the internet and everything else that we have, they still pick up a book for the fun of it and read. That's all that matters to me. Reading is EVERYTHING!!

fin. = )

That Blasted Book is finally over!

It took me about 3 days to read the whole Twilight book and I don't know how I feel about it still. It's super late and i need to get up and tutor tomorrow. so there will definitely be a post about my thoughts and whatnot when I get back in the afternoon. stay tunes.

peas..

A Kidnap in Color... I love you Davey. ell.ohh,ell

I woke up this morning thinking I was going to babysit this evening and sit around doing nothing from 6-10:30. My day was screwed up with the lady called me saying she wasn't going to go out now because she felt sick... blah blah blah.. whatever. So then I was like "cool. now I can hang out with my friends and have some fun!" YES! It was soo nice out today. Sunny and almost 70 degrees. Pretty good for November.

But turned out my friends had other plans and they didn't really want me to go with them. They felt like I would have been a burden because I needed to get back to let the dog out... I was so over it by the time they were like "well, if you really want to, you can come.." and I had planned a day of vegging out watching HBO. I was cool with that.

Then i get the text message. It's Teegan. "Hey wanna go to the A Kidnap in Color Concert with me?" Ummm... HELL YES I DO! I never turn down a Kidnap show. They were playing a charity case out in Morton Grove, so i thought it would be fun to go.

We get a little lost on the way, but eventually find the place. St. Martha's Church. Yeah it was awkward trying to enjoy a rock concert with a bunch of Jesus statues staring at you. I mean REALLY AWKWARD. Not the way i like to get my rock on. ell.ohh.ell.

When we get there there's another band playing, some other local band. Turned out that one of the guitarists was the boyfriend of a girl I go to school with. Yeah, it's always awesome to see people I go to school with. But she was totally, sincerely excited to see me there. She is a total sweetheart. The band wasn't half bad, rather decent. A couple songs later, the band ends and sets a switched and on walks the member of AKNIC. God. Lemme tell you. I love love LOVE band guys. They are soo cute. They play their new song Vanity Fair and some songs from their first album, but the best part was when they changed it up and covered Shania Twain's This Don't Impress Me Much. Best cover ever. A little change of the words to fit an all dude band, a Jonas brother reference and it pretty much made my night.

When the finished and cleared their set, the lead singer, Davey came out to hang out. All these little fan girls came rushing over to him hugging him asking him for pictures, "OMG! Can we get a picture with you?" & "OMG!!! WE LOOVE YOU!!" In less than ten minutes he was surrounded by a sea of young girls. *Side note: These girls were in the age range of probably 13-16. Most of them teeny bopper emo/scene girls, or well poser girls. Girls in tight jeans and high heels. It just made me ask "What has influenced you to wear something like that to a concert?" SERIOUSLY!!!* ANYYWAAAYS... back to DAVEY... I was like you would think he was famous or something. We exchanged our casual "hey, you guys were great. it's good to see you guys again blah blah blah" then Teegan and I decided to go sit outside, we weren't interested in the next couple bands. So we decided to go blast so music in the car and tweet Davey. He replied soon after our post and wanted to talk. We went back to hang with him a little bit, and then Cavshawn came on. They ended the night and then we left. Ran into Davey again and he gave hugs and we said our goodbyes. let me just throw this out there... for just getting off stage, he smelled really good, but not like a normal guy smell, but he smelled good. I don't know how to explain it. Very rock and roll. ahaha.

Topped off the night with some Peach berry bubble tea and made a drive home. I feel as if I didn't completely waste my good Saturday night.

For feeling like a total piece of crap to having a good good night.

I've come to realize that I need to go to more local shows. I love concerts and watching bands perform.

I gotta find other people who want to go to shows with me, and not be party poopers... I fins I'm surrounded by a lot of those. sad face.

I am going to an acoustic show with William Beckett from The Academy Is... in December. Pretty pumped about that. But I think there are more shows that need to be seen.

It's been a long weekend, and it's technically not over. I'm gonna try to get some sleep.

Peas.

let me clear some stuff up... there's a 7 in the morning too!!

It's 7:35 in the effin morning,and the only reason I'm up is because this dog I'm watching has to be medicated and walked. I'm so glad Pepper (my 13-year-old Corgi/Terrier) is so well house trained she can wait 'til I'm up at 11 without "accidents."

Let me fix few things from my last post:

1. I realize i did add up 6... 3 homecomings + 1 prom + 2 weddings = 6 pairs of matching converse all stars... I did say i had 6+ pairs. but what I failed to mention was that i completely suck at math... unless I actually pay attention to it. I wasn't thinking last night. Don't get me wrong, I can do math, especially as basic as 3+1+2, but i wasn't really paying attention. I don't feel like I need to defend my math skills much further. &

2. when i say I "lie a lot" it's not lying in a bad way... that word has such a bad denotation. But I guess i makes stuff up, stories, that I like to tell... more like exaggerated truths. that sounds better. I take a morsel of the truth and spread it as far as I can get it without it sounding too fake. I'm not a fake person, I'm as real as it gets. but I just like telling stories I guess.

Oh. another ff for ya... I am definitely not a early morning kind of girl. And when I say early morning I mean 7AM. I am the kind of girl where 3AM is rollin' around and I'm like "HOLY JUNK! Why am I still awake!" so this is a rarity for me.

I'm gonna go try to catch a few more hours while the nut ball dog is asleep again.

peas.

Hello Blogespher!

OK. so for all of you who don't know me... you spell it with a -ZIE. no substitutes. and no coupons.

I love writing, not usually do I get to do this, so I took it upon myself to figure this out. I highly doubt people will read this so I don't care what i write.

I'm 21. I live in zootown, USA, which is a suburb of the grandest city in the entire world, and the "windiest" whatever that means.

Most of this here dealie will be made up, because I don't lead a very exciting life, like my oldest brother, Ben, who rides bikes and goes places. I live here, I goto school, which I hate and I do, well, pretty much nothing... soooo... if I make stuff up, it's sounds way cooler than i really am.

As you will find out, I lie a lot. I make up stories that sounds awesome. that might not be lying, but more like "story telling." I'm good at that.

Ever since I was a little tyke I had an overactive imagination, and I made things up and told my mom things that really didn't happen, but she liked hearing my stories, so I kept telling them. I blame her for my incessant lying. oh well.

Here are a few ff's (fun facts) for ya:

1. I like dinosaurs. like really really REALLY like them. I think they are the coolest things that have ever walked on this earth. I really wish i had one so I could ride it to school. that would be rad. people would be jealous.

2. I have a slight obsession with Converse All Stars. I have like 6+ pairs in different colors and I only buy a new pair when i need to match it to a dress, yes, I said dress, for a special occasion. I have worn them to 3 homecoming dances, 1 prom and 2 weddings. that doesn't add up to 6, i know, but I do buy a pair once in a while if I find a cool color i have to have.

3. I have a cat names Stanley. he's my favorite. I only named him Stanley because it was Shia LaBeouf's characters name in the movie Holes, which I guess could be #4...

4. I have a super crush on Shia LaBeouf. No. I'm not a creeper, or a stalker fan. I just think he's super cute. always have. ever since Even Stevens on the Disney Channel. I knew he would grow out of his awkward stage and be super good looking. no one seemed to believe me tho.

5. my favorite color is green. but not any green. it has to be Kelly Green. or like light/lime green. I dont like forest green. it's ugly. I also like pink, yellow, turquoise and purple. In that order exactly.

...i think that's enough ff's for now.

you'll get to know me a lot more with future thingys here... = )

well... it looks like i'm all outta witty banter for now.

peas out.