Twilight, Chapter 4

So, who’s been waiting for this?

*crickets*

Yeah, I thought so.

Onward anyway…

Chapter 4: Invitations

The Adventures of the Whovian Shelf: Have They Gone Mad? Or Is This Brilliant?

In other news, broomsticks have been replace as the Quidditch vehicle of choice in favor of giant ducks

The Adventures of the Whovian Shelf: Cross-Killing

Yeah, he may be a good spell-caster, but has anyone tried sticking an arrow between his eyes?

The Adventures of the Whovian Shelf: Shelter

They originally thought it was just shelter from the rain.  Hagrid was ecstatic when they found out it was alive, though.

The Adventures of the Whovian Shelf: Go 'Way, Muggles

At least if any Muggle came along, they could claim they were shooting a movie.

The Adventures of the Whovian Shelf: The Forest, Plus a Screwdriver

Everything was going well enough until Voldemort realized giants don't normally wear bowties.

Fortunately for him, the sonic doesn't do wood.

...........SHUT UP RORY.

Welcome, My Dear Readers

 The TARDIS and a couple Daleks at Chicago TARDIS

...to the Adventures of the Whovian Shelf!

It's a misnomer.  Swear to god, it's not just Doctor Who.  Why?  Because I have Harry Potter LEGOs, a Pokemon, a dragon statue, several rubber ducks, a house made of popsicle sticks, and a ninja.  Why, then, is it called the Whovian Shelf?  Well, because there are eleven Doctor Who figurines.

Go figure.

There may be a plastic sparklepire added in the future.  No promises, because I'm poor.

Anyway, a bit of background for he start of this project:

It's a different option for my English class.  We're supposed to take a picture a day for three weeks.  I decided to theme mine.  After several discarded ideas including The Adventures of God this is what I decided on.

Tune in tomorrow for the first Adventure!

A Privileged Dip into the Mind of a Teenager

So I made a mistake earlier today, and the person who the mistake affected asked me, "What were you thinking?"

I shrugged half-heartedly, and said, "I wasn't thinking."

But, my dear readers, this was a lie.

Do you want to know what I was thinking?  Well, even if you don't, I'm gonna tell you anyway.

Remus
Tonks
Severus
Fred
Colin
Moody
Hedwig
Sirius
DumbledoreDammit, Rowling!

So now that I've managed to work up the stones to actually tell Krysta, how the everliving fuck am I going to do it?


What, exactly, is wrong with my knee?


Am I going to have enough money to go to TARDISCon?


What am I going to get Anne for her graduation?


What am I going to get Grace for her birthday?


How am I supposed to help Kayla when the answer she's looking for is one I'd kill to know myself?


I don't think I can manage AP Euro this year.  How can I get out of it?


My laundry needs doing.


I need to call Mrs. Garcia about babysitting the kids.


I need to call Dad about the weed whacker.


I need food.

My head hurts.  Am I getting another migraine?  I'm nauseous, too.  I think I might be.  Damn.  So, with the migraine, including nausea, should I eat?  What if the reason I have a headache is that I haven't eaten since nine this morning?


To watch, or not to watch?


Also, why am I misquoting Shakespeare again?


When should Zeckra and Duren's relationship move past "just friends"?  How do I make Gethin less one-dimensional?  I mean, I don't want to pull a Meyer and be all "He's evil because I say he is so there."  I need to be more Jacques-like and actually show that he's one vicious bastard.  Also, when the hell will Hazel start acting like a normal person?  And when does Zeckra tell Duren and Mikal about her "evil plan" to influence Hazel's personality?  Who am I going to dedicate it to, anyway?  Christina?  Emily?  Mom?  Brian Jacques?  Dude, I don't even fucking know.


I'm a stitch away from making it, and a scar away from falling apart.  Why do these lyrics always seem to fit me way too closely?


It is okay to let your eyes wander, right?  Especially when you're not actually in a relationship?  I mean, it doesn't mean you're any less in love with the first person, yeah?  Or maybe I should be asking myself if this ridiculous crush is finally waning, 'cause sometimes I wish it were.


Did Dad make my appointment yet?  I really want to find out what's wrong with my knee.  I want it to heal, too, because I want to ride my skateboard.  Also, what about my sports physical?  I need one of those.  Swim starts in less than a month.


I should probably ask Abby and Stefanie if they need rides in August.  I mean, Stef's almost eighteen, and it's only, like, ten or fifteen minutes of driving.  Plus I obey all the other laws, so I shouldn't get pulled over.

So, sir, if you want to yell at me for what I did, go ahead.  If you think that that should be my highest priority, by all means, do so.  However, I have enough to worry about, and I really can't think about cutting your lawn in a goddamn straight line.  It's all cut, isn't it?  So fork over my money, and let me be on my merry way, with all my worries still intact.

People.  Jeez.

Subject Matter: Me

Because I have nothing better to do.  I'm seriously siriusly one of two people in this building right now. YAYZ.

So my job is pretty darn boring.  I do nothing but scanning and answering phones all day, and the scanner needs a break (it's old).  That's why I'm just sitting here.  I mean, if I had my flash drive, at least I could write or something while the scanner cools off, but no dice.

But, in the hopes of making this post a little more interesting, I'm going to tell you a little about myself, personality-wise, and then maybe make a couple interesting points.  If I remember.

Okay, first of all, a question:  Have you read the Harry Potter books/seen the movies?  If yes, skip the next paragraph; if no, do not skip it.

STOP.  YOU HAVE BEEN CHARGED WITH THE CRIME OF NEVER READING HARRY POTTER.  YOU MUST DROP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND GO AND READ THEM.  IF YOU DO NOT HAVE TIME, WATCHING THE MOVIES IS ALSO ACCEPTABLE.  ONLY WHEN YOU KNOW WHAT GOES ON IN THAT WORLD MAY YOU RETURN TO THIS BLOG.  READY? SET? GO!

For those of you who have read the books (I'm going to leave out "seen the movies" from now on, because it gets annoying to type), you should all love Mrs. Weasley.  If you don't, I ask you to sit back and examine you life, your choices, and what might have gone wrong.  We good?  Okay then.

My point about Mrs. Weasley:  she is what is referred to as "everyone's Jewish mother" (warning: that's a TV Tropes link; if you decide to click it, bring a rope).  In my times of great boredom, I have gone wandering around teh Interwebz, looking for fun quizzes, and I have come up with plenty of Harry Potter personality tests.  Guess who I get every single time.  Have you been paying attention?  Then your answer should be Mrs. Weasley.

Truth be told, it fits.  At only seventeen, I am everyone's Jewish mother.  I bring my guy friends home and feed them.  I make sure my friends have done their homework.  I remind my best friend to eat.  I carry bandages, painkillers, antiseptic cream, and chocolate in my purse.  I teach, tutor, and guide.  I'm patient, and I listen to anyone and everyone with a problem.

Okay, interesting point time!  It ties in with what we were just talking about.  If you're here, you've obviously already read the Harry Potter books.  Have you read them a second time?  No?  Well, go ahead, then.  I'll wait.

Back?  Cool. So is your mind blown?  Seriously Siriusly.  J.K. Rowling is a genius.  Did you see those hints?  Did you get her subtleties?  Man, I wanna be just like her.  That's so awesome.  She seriously siriusly made my brain explode when I first reread The Philosopher's Stone after finishing Deathly Hallows.  I kid you not.  There was grey matter almost literally everywhere.

Also, I never get tired of that pun, and I promised to never spell the word correctly again.  Just so you know.

Back to personality!  When compared to an animal, I am a wolf, most likely pack alpha, though unwillingly.  (The thing about this one is that you can't just accept answers at face value; you must read descriptions and decide whether or not they fit you.)  I am loyal to friends and family, open and loving with those I know, but distrustful and aggressive towards outsiders and anyone who looks like they might harm my pack.  Though I prefer to stay in the background (shyness, you know), when I am placed in authority, as happens more often than not, I do well, and those who know me listen.

What else is there to say about me?  Not much, I think.  Not at this time, anyway.  I read and I write and I draw and I trace, I can write HTML coding and make animated movies, and I work part-time as a secretary.  I crack jokes and throw out playful insults that generally just make people laugh and occasionally tell me that I'm evil.

Interesting point #2:  Actually, it's more a warning.  Never give a hyperactive teenage insomniac something sugary/laced with caffine at two in the morning.  Unless, of course, you have a camera nearby and want to send something into America's Funniest Home Videos.  I really should have had a camera on me the other night.......