What the bleep kind of comment is this? or Spam is stupid.

I was looking through comments on my other blog, and came upon this one. I'm pretty sure all the comments that go through it are spam, but this one struck me as hilarious and also kind of ticked me off. Stupid spam.

"certainly like your web site however you have to check the spelling on several of your posts. Several of them are rife with spelling problems and I in finding it very bothersome to inform the reality then again I’ll certainly come again again."

First of all, sir, Mr. Spam or whatever the heck you call yourself. Your comment is "rife" with nonsense. I find it very bothersome to read. Inform the reality? These spammers sure do love to bring up reality. And as for the spelling on several of my posts. I am a journalism major. It is my job to have flawless spelling. Plus, I have spell check. It automatically underlines anything fishy, and it even corrects it as I'm typing. I am 100% positive there is nothing wrong with my spelling. There is, however, something wrong with your brain. Get it checked. I certainly hope you don't come again again. Moron.

In conclusion, spam is stupid, my spelling is perfectly fine, and you should inform the reality of your stupidity.

Secession petitions

That's fun to say. Secession petitions. 

Anyway, I'm reading this article on Yahoo about states that want to secede from the United States. This line from it amuses me:

"The odds of the American government granting any state permission to go its own way are on par with winning the lottery while getting hit by a meteor while seeing Bigfoot while finding gluten-free pizza that tastes like the real thing."

Lolz. Author's got some humor there.

Here's the rest of the article:
http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/lookout/secission-petitions-filed-20-states-190210006.html

I think I'll write about this in my big girl blog over at www.lmlewiswrites.wordpress.com for my weekly news post. So that will be up by Wednesday. Be sure to check it out.

You guysss.

You guys. The semester is almost over. I'm excited. But I still have about... 4 major papers due, and 2 or 3 minor ones due. Not so excited. I don't know how I'm going to motivate myself to do them.

One shouldn't be so hard. I'll be analyzing My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. You guys know how much I love that darn show. So that should be a breeze.

Another is on Dracula. Pretty good book. Slow, but whatever. Not sure what aspect of it I'm going to focus on for the paper. It'll come to me. Hopefully soon, because it's due the 19th.

The other ones are English related.

So there's an update on the college life. Have I made an effort to be social? Not so much. Doesn't come easy.

Not much else to update on... so until next time, fellow bloggers.

Friendship is magic! Oh, and here's an excerpt of a wonderful conversation I had with Cleverbot.

I have no soul.

I haven't a soul. It's officially gone. I put it in this machine to pay off my debt. If you look hard enough, you will find my soul. This is my horcrux. There's the name for my new macbook. I dub it… him… Horcrux. Or… He Who Shall Not Be Named. Or You Know Who. Whatever. Or maybe even Avada Kedavra, because this thing positively killed my bank account. Yes. That sounds good. I will guard You Know Who with my life.

Interviewing and other journalism related things

     This past Thursday I conducted my very first interview for a community coverage article. I was nervous and I said "Um," a lot. It is really hard not to say that. Try it sometime.

    Besides that, I think it went pretty well. I finished transcribing the whole interview yesterday. Now for a lead. And actually writing the article. I'm also nervous about this part. I have all the information ready; all that is left is to plug it in to something worth publishing. I am excited. It's like putting a puzzle together. I never really liked puzzles, but I love writing. I love the whole process of putting words together. It sounds like I'm getting philosophical, so I'll stop there. There is no time for that.

     On an unrelated note, this cooler weather is freaking amazing! Yay, boot weather! And long sleeves, and knee high socks. It's all so exciting. Halloween will be here soon. I AM SO EXCITED. CANDY. Anyway, I have to go read Dracula now. Laters.
   

Laser tag & other cultural field trips

Why bother exercising when you can just play laser tag?
At least the second time around you won't be really sore. Beware the first time, though. You'll feel like death. Trust me, I know. But it is really fun.
So that's what I did this weekend for the sake of learning. The assignment was to take a classmate on a field trip to do something out of their comfort zone. Tonight, I'm going to see what a sorority is like.

***

Hey, guys. I forgot I had a draft of a blog, so that ^ was from exactly one month ago.
It's been a while.
I'm writing articles and a research paper on My Little Pony (mainly about bronies) and I couldn't be more excited/tired/whatever. Anyway, til next time.

I heart this.

Oh, hi there!

Remember me? I'm Leah. Pleased to meet you.
Here's a cute picture of me and Blake on my birthday. (Blake says I never mention him, so I'm mentioning you now, sweetheart.) Sorry about the PDA, but he really is sweet.

I love this picture. Not just because I look good, but because it's sweet, dang it. I don't mean to boast or anything, but we're cute.

Anyway, school is crazy but fantastic. I love that I get to write and do stuff that has to do with my chosen career path. 

...The fact that I even have time to blog on here worries me, because I feel like I'm forgetting something major that's due. 

Whatever. I should enjoy this while it lasts. (It will only last until Sunday night. Boo.)

Friendship is magic!

Which reminds me, I should make some new friends or something. There should be a club for that. Cause it ain't gonna happen on its own. (That sentence was bad, I know. Roll with it. I did it to further make my point.)

Quick Update

I don't have much time to write words, so this is going to be a picture post. Here's why I don't have time.

So busy. 

Gotta run.

New Blog

A new blog has been born for the purposes of the course MCJ102. (Introduction to Media Writing.) I will begin writing in that one soon, and I hope that my followers on here will follow. It's going to be much more uniform and way more professional looking than this one. I plan to continue blogging with it once the class is over. It will cover a variety of news that happens to be going on at the time, and hopefully it will be enlightening and witty. I love enlightening and witty things. Here's something enlightening and witty that I'd love to do: write for The Onion.

Anyway, here's the link:
http://lmlewiswrites.wordpress.com/

Feel free to comment on any future posts with any questions or witty observations. I also enjoy witty observations.
Feedback is always good. So tell me your opinions.

More on that later.

First day?

I've been going to school sporadically for the past two weeks due to hurricanes messing up the schedule and holidays also interfering with the schedule. (Not complaining about that one. Breaks are nice.) It feels like there should have been more than four total days of school so far. Alas, that is the sum of the times I've been there. Crazy. I dub tomorrow the "Official First Day of College." Seriously, I've only been to my Gender/Race/Media class twice because it's on a Monday Wednesday schedule. School started on a Wednesday, so that's one, and then the next Monday is two, and then the hurricane hits so no class that Wednesday, and finally we get Monday off for Labor Day. So tomorrow will be my third meeting.

Things are all weird. Did school really start? Sure doesn't feel like it.

I need to study grammar. I feel inadequate. Journalism/writing is making me question my sanity. Or it's making me insane. Whichever. I knew it would be difficult going in. I just need to completely focus on what I'm doing and I'll be in the groove in no time.

A note to all impending weather: please to not disrupt classes. It's stressing me out.

I'm caught up in all my classes even though I've only been there for four days! Yay!
I have to go study now.
Double yay.
Until next time.

First Day Jitters

Well, the only first day jitters for school I had were the ones pertaining to what I was going to do if I was forced to park somewhere 29340773 miles away from the campus. Luckily, I didn't have that problem. (I got there at seven in the morning. SEVEN. IN. THE. MORNING.)

Let me start by saying this: I haven't seen that time of morning for quite a while. It was very pretty. I was driving, and I passed the old barn in my town and the sun was behind it, and it was a little foggy out. It created the perfect glow. I wish I could have taken a picture of it.

Then I remembered how last year, as I was driving to my first day of school, it was also very nice out. Then I passed the poor dying white fluffy kitty in the road... Its tail twitching violently as I drove past. D:
I'm traumatized by that, in case you can't tell.

On a somewhat related note, in one of my journalism classes we had to make a new friend and judge them, and tell the whole class what we thought about them. My new friend said she thought that I enjoy watching movies late at night while snuggling with my cat. I thought this was hilarious. It's only half true. I would indeed enjoy doing that if I actually had a kitty, but I do not. :( I should have said replace the cat with Blake and you're spot on. Haa. Anyway, I think I'm going to like that class. It was one full of united class laughter. You know those will always be the fun classes. I actually feel like I could loosen up a bit and not be as shy as I usually am, especially after that weird make a new friend and judge them exercise.

Well, I'm pretty tired. I only got maybe two good solid hours of sleep last night. Time to sleep for twelve straight hours. I hope.

Fifty Shades of oh my god am I really blogging about this?

Dear Readers,

I'm going to admit something that I'm not very proud of right now. I finished reading Fifty Shades of Grey the other day. I said I'd never pay ten bucks to read that book unless someone let me borrow it. Let's just say I found a book to borrow. I'm telling myself that I'm reading it from a purely literary standpoint. Is it written well? I guess so far it is. It's got all the things a girl could want. Hot guy, uhh... yeah. I'm not listing everything else.

Anyway, back to the literary reason I'm reading this. I wasn't really kidding about that. I like to see what people see in the things they read. Some people read it because everyone else is reading it. I like to judge it for the way it's written, too. I couldn't help but notice similarities to Twilight. (That's also another thing I'm ashamed to admit here. It seems like this post is contains all my shameful confessions.) On Fifty Shades: There's a hot guy who's really taken by some seemingly normal girl, and he can't stop himself from seeing her. And he tells her that. And her response is, "Then don't." I distinctly remember that line from the book and the movie for Twilight. (Another confession: I've seen the first three Twilight movies.)

What's with the normal girls getting the otherworldly guys, aka vampires for Twilight and this Christian Grey, frequently referred to as an Adonis, in Fifty Shades of Grey? There's a trend going in fiction with these helpless girls like Bella, or in the case of Ana, a "submissive." Another similarity, both of the main guy characters are so tortured. They have big issues and keep secrets about their past from their ladies. Hmmm. Interesting.

Another thing I promised myself was that I would not continue on with the series of Fifty Shades books, but guess what? I already having the next two lined up and ready for whenever I can find some time to read them. Hooray. I'm just breaking all my rules lately.

The Bucket List (Revised Edition)*

1. Learn how to shuffle.

2. See the Eiffel Tower. Spit gum off it. Throw a paper airplane off the top of it.

3. Ride on an elephant in Africa while singing Africa by Toto.

4. Karaoke to the following songs: Africa by Toto, Babe by Styx, Sweet Child O' Mine by Guns N' Roses, Dizz Knee Land by Dada... (More songs to be added later as I see fit.)

5. There are about 7,000 pubs in London. Drink at each. Even if it's just a glass of water.

6. Eat a kangaroo tail. (They like that sort of thing in Australia.)(Ew, I don't want to do that!)(But now I have to, because it's on the list.)

7. Ride a kangaroo. Or in the kangaroo's pouch. Whatever. (This is probably impossible. I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote this.)

8. Learn how to cook stuff. And it would actually be edible and delicious.

9. One word. Vegas. Enough said.

10. Order the whole Taco Bell menu.

11. Eat at Olive Garden. ✓

12. Stand on the top of the Empire State Building at night and yell, "Where is the elevator to Mount Olympus?"

13. Run down the streets of Japan screaming, "GODZILLA!" Or any street with large buildings, for that matter. I don't really want to go to Japan.

14. See a real live bear. ✓

15. Shop in Paris.

16. Be in four places at once. (Four Corners.) ✓

17. Work for a magazine.

18. See a lantern festival.

19. Ride in a hot air balloon.

20. Drive down Route 66. ✓

21. See the Grand Canyon. ✓

22. Eat at a nostalgic diner on Route 66.

23. Write a book.

24. See the sun rise at a beach. ✓

25. Go down an escalator from the up way, and up the escalator the down way. That looks like it makes no sense, but you know exactly what I mean.

Stay tuned! More to be added later.

*This post is a response to the post from July 15, 2012 titled "The Bucket List."

Liebster Award

Vodka Pearls of Ramblings of a Sorority Girl has nominated me for the Liebster Award! 

When you receive a Liebster Blog Award, this is what you should do:

1. You must answer the 11 questions given by the blogger that gave you the award.

2. Then you must choose 11 interesting bloggers with less than 200 followers

3. Then you must create 11 questions for 11 bloggers you selected.

4. Mention the Blogger that nominated you!

Step one:

Questions!

1. What's your favorite color?

Orange.

2. What season are you desperately awaiting?

Autumn! I can't wait for the dressing in warmer clothes part of it. The wardrobe options are so much better. Boots. I miss them. So much.

3. What was your favorite song of the summer?

I Can Tell by Adelitas Way. I was obsessed with them this summer. That song almost country sounding, which is totally okay, because Rick's voice could melt my heart if he turned to country and I wouldn't even mind.

4. What piece of jewelry are you always wearing?

A ring with roadrunners and a cactus etched into it. 

5. What outfit is your "go-to" outfit?

A tank top, jeans, and comfortable sandles. It's easy, but I do prefer to dress up a lot if I can manage to pull anything good out of the mound of clothes that I call a closet.

6. Where is your favorite vacation spot?

I have a new found love for the beach. 

7. What is the creepiest thing someone has ever said to you?

Even hobos need love, Leah.

8. What was your most memorable date?

Hmm. I'd have to say my first date with Blake, when we saw the first part of the last Harry Potter movie.  It was timid and cute. Haha.

9. What books have you read this summer?

White Noise by Don Delillo. The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven by Sherman Alexie. A couple journalism textbooks for my fall classes. (Yes, I have been reading books for school. I'm a nerd.)

10. What's your major/What was your major?
Journalism.

11. If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?
Paris. Or London. Or Scotland. Can I just say the general area of Europe? Cafes and pubs! 

Step two:

My 11!

So guys, I don't really personally know 11 bloggers that would do this. So I'm just going to nominate anyone that reads my blog and happens to be a blogger to answer my questions. Have fun! I know I did. I miss these questionnaire thingies. It was one of the fun things about Myspace. *crickets chirping*

Step three:

My questions for you guys!

1. What is your favorite movie?
2. What is your favorite day of the week?
3. If you could live anywhere, where would it be?
4. What's your favorite holiday?
5. Favorite band?
6. What famous person would you most want to hang out with for a day?
7. What is your favorite hobby?
8. If you won the lottery, what would be the first thing you do?
9. What is your favorite quote?
10. What do you miss most about being a kid?
11. What is your favorite color?

The Pony Party

This is a picture post of the My Little Pony themed party I told you I was going to have. It's a little after the fact, but do not fret, for the evidence is now here for you to see. Okay, so maybe the cupcakes didn't turn out exactly like those in the picture I posted a while back, but I tried, and it was fun! And they are delicious. That is all you need to know about that.

Colorful cupcakes.

My ponies and my pony cupcakes/cake. So yummy.

Rainbow Dash cupcake. (This one turned out awesome. About 20% cooler.)

I felt like a princess with that sparkly tiara.

Friendship is magic!

A Hypothetical Trip to Paris

     Paris! The city of love! J'adore!

     I have planned a hypothetical trip to Paris. Now you can take my advice and go do the things I've always dreamed of! It's already all planned out by me, and I'm about to tell you all my secrets. How convenient, right? 

     One day I will also do these things. So, here goes.

   The first thing I would do upon arriving in Paris would be, of course, visit the Eiffel Tower, take tons of pictures, and complete a couple items from my bucket list. Those items would be: kiss under the Eiffel tower, spit gum off the top of the Eiffel Tower, and throw a paper airplane off the top of the Eiffel Tower. 

 

     Those are just a few more obvious things that you must do in Paris. Now, let's get to the good stuff. Sites you need to see, things you need to eat, new experiences you have to try. 

• Cafes. Of course. You cannot pass this up. It's Paris, and there are literally thousands of cafes to choose from. Just walk down a street and pick one. Sit down. Read a paper. Have a cup of coffee, or tea, whatever. Eat an éclair. Be a Parisian for a day.
• Bakeries. Oh, mon Dieu (that's french for oh my God),  have you seen how delicious French pastries look??? I'm drooling right now. You should be too. **Look at this one. http://www.bonneau.fr/. I've spent countless hours watching them bake bread on their webcam. When I live this hypothetical trip out, this is the bakery I will be visiting. I will tell them that they have a following in a small, boring town out west in the US of A, in a place called Mississippi.
• Cathedrale de Notre-Dame de Paris- in short, The Notre Dame! Old churches like these are fascinating. Just admire the architecture and the detail. The stained glass windows. Look at the way the light gleams from them. So pretty. Also, one thing that comes to mind when thinking of this building is the magical Disney movie, The Hunchback of Notre Dame. (Every Disney movie is magical.) Although that one does creep me out a bit. There is a 95% chance that I love a movie if it is set in Paris and has lovely shots of the city in it. Even if said movie is a cartoon. It's still beautiful.
• The Louvre. Make a date with Mona Lisa. Also, go find "The Thinker" at Rodin Museum, and think with him. Pics or it didn't happen. (That pics rule applies with everything you do in Paris. Pictures are good! Take them.)
• Arc de Triomphe. Go to the top and take pretty pictures of the Eiffel Tower from it. See Champs-Elysees from it. Arches are cool.
• Nightlife in Paris. There's lots of it. Take your pick. If you're planning on sleeping during your night stays here, why did you even come?! 
• Go to the Opera. (Palais Garnier.) It's where the Phantom of the Opera's hide out is. Maybe reenact some of the scenes from the movie, get some weird looks, have some fun.
• I'd really love to go into the Catacombs of Paris. How cool and creepy would that be? I would probably back out because of all the bones and creepy rooms, and the fact that it's underground and I'd probably freak out. On second thought, it might be better to read about the catacombs and look at pictures. 
• The Pantheon. Another pretty impressive building. I drew a picture of this building for a history class once. So now I have to see it in real life. 
• Here are some dandy facts about the cost of things in Paris: helpful price list. 
• The main thing about this hypothetical trip is to just be spontaneous. There is no way you'll be able to explore every street and see everything you want to see. There's so much to do. So do all you can and have fun!

*This site helped tremendously with my plans: Paris Travel Planner & Guide
**I really love this site:http://www.bonneau.fr/live/. You can watch them bake bread! In real time! Sometimes they don't have it up, though. Plus, you have to account for the +7 hour difference. You can still look at pictures of the yummy food they bake! I want a baguette now. :(

It's official

I'm a journalism student now. My books just came in the mail and I'm about to read them all. Call me a nerd, but there's something fascinating about getting new textbooks and reading them before classes actually start. I finally get to read a textbook that I'm interested in! Not a book for some filler class that I'm required to take that has nothing to do with my major.
I could cry, this makes me so happy. That was an exaggeration, but seriously guys, I'm a happy kid right now.
To top it all off, I'll be celebrating my birthday this weekend, PONY STYLE. You heard that right. In case you're just now tuning in to this blog, refer back to my earlier post, "It's my party and I'll be childish if I want to." It's going to be LEGEND, wait for it & I hope you're not lactose intolerant because the second part of that word is......


DAIRY. (How I Met Your Mother is a great show. I'm on one of those things where you discover a new show and then you WATCH ALL THE SHOWS.)
I know this post seems a little scattered, but I'm just so excited right now for all those reasons I have just mentioned. Textbooks, writing, ponies, Barney Stinson, cool catch phrases...
Guys, August is going to be my month. Stay tuned for more awesomeness.

Friendship is magic.

Time wasters. This post ends abruptly.

I've taken it upon myself to compose a list of the best time wasters for if you're up way past your bedtime with nothing to do. All of these are things you can do on your computer, because, let's face it, you have a problem with your technology addiction.
.... You're welcome.

1. I think you already know this one. It's Facebook.
2. Pinterest. If you're a guy, you're probably afraid to go here because you don't want to lose your man card or something. Whatever guys. Most of you will openly admit to liking My Little Pony. Your logic is lost on me.
3. Writing a tweet, then deleting it, then repeat. Oh. Wait. That's just me.
4. Read your past tweets and laugh because you're freaking hilarious.
5. Make lists.
6. Skyrim. Huge time suck. Go get those dragons, you dragon born beast.
7. Write a blog post about nothing. It's pointless, but pointless totally works sometimes. (This is working for me.)
8.

I'm too delusional and tired to finish this list. Maybe later.
Must recharge this mortal form.
I'm stuck in medieval times.
I hope I have dreams about dragons and magic.
And I hope it's awesome.

New girl pose, has potential to become more popular than the duck face

I'm dubbing it the "Leaning Tower of Pisa."
What is this Leaning Tower of Pisa, you ask? Well, my friends, I'll tell you.
It's where you lean back as far as you can and put one hand on your hip. Can be done alone, or with a friend. Preferably in a bar setting. (Not sure on this but I will do more research.)

Speaking of the duck face, I found this really amusing picture. I hope you get a laugh out of it.

Things are getting too serious

That last post was a little too serious. I apologize. I've lost some of my humor somewhere along the blogging road. I think it's because some people's stupidity has sucked it out of me. People can be depressing, ya know? I've found solace in http://www.someecards.com/. It helps me cope with the fact that I'm not alone in being not anti-social, but being anti-stupidity. It warms my heart to know there are people out there that really despise morons and express their dislike in an amusing way. I'd love to meet the person that comes up with those clever lines. I idolize them.
Thank you, someecards writers. I appreciate your work.

BREAKING NEWS UPDATE.

After sifting through the internet, (okay, I didn't sift, I just typed someecards on twitter and found it) I found a writer for someecards. Here's some links you might like to visit if you're as much a fan as I am:

Someecards' Twitter

Bob Powers (Staff Writer)

Enjoy.

Because we care.

This just in!
BREAKING NEWS:
BEYONCE'S HAAAAIR!

Guys. Please.
Are these the kind of articles you're reading?
Do you get excited over Beyonce's new hair bun and a picture of her out with Blue Ivy?

This world's priorities seem a little... confused. Off. Strange. Weird. Wrong.
People are dying out there, and some of the main headlines are along the lines of: K Stew's hot outfit, or Kim Kardashian did blah blah blah, new sex tape, hot hookup, breakup, and of course the all important hair changes and all that super life changing, awesome, groundbreaking news. Do we really care that much?

The Bucket List

I started making a Bucket List earlier this year. Totally forgot about it. It made me realize how weird I am. I really do crack myself up sometimes. I mean, who writes, "Run down the streets of Japan screaming, "GODZILLA!" and "Stand on the top of the Empire State Building at night and yell, 'Where is the elevator to Mount Olympus?'" 


I have no idea why I thought of the Godzilla thing all those months ago. I do know where the Empire State building idea came from-- that Percy Jackson movie. 


Anyway, there were a few other simple ones on there that I just realized I've completed many times over. For instance, eat at Olive Garden. Hello. I've been there tons, thanks to Blake. I freaking LOVE the braised beef and tortellini. I get it every time because it never disappoints. Never. Just thinking about it right now is making me drool. 


Now I'm trying to add things to my bucket list and make them as funny as some of the other things I've put on there. All I can come up with are the usual simple ones. Like, "write a book," and "see a lantern festival," all things you'd find if you search "Bucket list" on Pinterest. That's where half my list came from. 

So, in conclusion, I will be working on my list. The items are being checked off faster than I thought they would be, so that probably means I should put more outrageous stuff on it. Once I have perfected my list, I may give it its own link on the blog.

So yeah. Look for that in the future. 

In the meantime, post some of your ideas for awesome stuff that you've added to your list and want to share with the world.

I mean, if that's okay... if you want to...

Friendship is magic.

It's my party and I'll be childish if I want to

I'm about to divulge what I have planned for my 21st birthday. No, it's not the usual go to a liquor store and giggle like a school girl when they ask for my ID, and triumphantly presenting it for all to admire. Nope, instead of celebrating how I'm getting old, I'm going to revert back to my childlike tendencies. Here's what I'm going to bake. (Insert heartfelt thank you to Pinterest for these following images.)
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Doesn't that look so darn cute and delicious??? Yes?! Yes! It's going to be the best 21st birthday EVER.

So guys, I'm going to remember my twenty first! And it shall be gloriously awesome.

Told you I'm never growing up all the way.

Friendship is magic.

My Life as a Bum

We tried to make a barrier to block the water so we didn't have to move from our spot. It didn't work. Our barrier failed. :(

While waiting for the sun to rise, I noticed a Corona sitting on the table so I took a picture, thinking it would be like those commercials of people drinking Coronas on the beach. Semi nailed it! 

Sunrise. One item off the bucket list has been checked off.

So, that's my life as a beach bum. At least for the weekends. I could get used to it. After two weekends of it, I think I'm used to it. :)

in-kon-si-kwen-shuhl

I found a typo in the title of one of my blog posts.
That is pretty much my biggest pet peeve in any publication, and yet it happened to me.

I am so embarrassed.
And ashamed.
:(


No one caught it though, because there are no readers, (that I know of) but still. It still happened, and that makes me sad.
I forgot the 'r' to the word your, therefore making me look incapable of forming coherent sentences.
Sure, it's not the worst thing ever. Seriously though, I need to step up my game if I want to become an editor and a writer. It'd be bad if I let stupid errors like that slip through.

I can't think of any allegorical funny story to add here, so I'm going to go to bed now. The lack of sleep has zapped all my comedic qualities away.
Just thought I'd blog about an inconsequential nothing since I haven't blogged about any inconsequential nothings in a while.

Friendship is magic!

P.S. I love how when my brain is barely functioning, it comes up with a word like INCONSEQUENTIAL.
That is a really super neat word. Inconsequential.

in-kon-si-kwen-shuhl

1.

of little or no importance; insignificant; trivial.

2.

inconsequent; illogical.

3.

irrelevant.

I have decided to become a bum.

Beach bum, that is. The only thing that really sucks about the beach is the beach hair. People think it's awesome, and it certainly does look great. However, it hurts like hell when you comb that sucker out. I cried a little. :(
I bet it would be fun to live across from the beach. Aside from the ominous storms and such looming about in the gulf, I'd have a grand time.

That is a beach sunset. I have yet to see a sunrise. That's still on the bucket list.

On a different but similar note:
As much as I dislike country music, and I hate to admit this, it is becoming more bearable to listen to. I no longer cringe when I hear a twangy voice. It is nice to have a variety of other songs to associate with a point of time in life other than those annoying pop songs that go something like, "Shawtayy, mmm, yeahhh," and such. So I'll give country music that much.

It's been a lovely weekend.
How's yours going?
;)

As always,
Friendships is magic.

A note about creepers.

Hello, dearies.
Is that too creepy?
Is it okay if I call you deary?
I love to be creepy while writing sometimes. And also while online. You just don't know it. Cause I do the creep from profile to profile. I sure hope there is never a way to view how many times someone has been on a person's page. That would be disastrous. But then again, I'm not the only creep out there. A lot of people would be equally embarrassed.
Openly creepy people bother me. I'd rather be oblivious to your creeping ways than see you all the time in public, conveniently wherever I happen to be. Maybe not. I just wish creepers like that weren't on this planet. When I was in school, there was always one guy like that. He would literally sneak up behind me and pick me up. I kicked him where it hurts on accident one time. Or maybe it was subconsciously on purpose. Anyway, he never did that again.
In case you ever find yourself in a position where you're being creeped on, aka being the creepee, you should always make a beeping noise to alert nearby friends to come to your rescue. It has always worked for me.
Beep beep beep beeeeeep beeeeeeeeeep. Longer beeps if it becomes urgently unbearable.

o.O <-- creep face.
Friendship is magic.

Please, inform me of your professed love via internet.

Love is not posting on Facebook for the world to see, on your "significant other's" wall, that you love them, etc. etc. It sure does seem like that's what 95% of the population believes, however. It's a bit sad. Your love isn't going to last if that's what you think counts as sweet.
NOBODY CARES.
You're kidding yourself if you think I want to see that YOU LOVE YOUR BABBBYYYY, HE'S THE BEST, SHE'S THE BEST GF EVERRRR, THANKS FOR CHANGING THE CHANNEL DARLING, I'M SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU BUT I'M GOING TO LET THE WORLD KNOW OF OUR UNDYING LOVE.

...

Sorry. I didn't mean to yell. But I think that's what people do when they post those lovey dovey things. It's like they're screaming for attention. Everyone must know, or they will wither. Shrivel up and die from lack of I don't even know what anymore. I'm going to pull this post to a screeching halt before someone starts crying or something.

I Want It That Way

Hi guys.
It's been a few days. I have no new updates, but I do have a link to a very awesome cover of a Backstreet Boys song. Before you bash it, hold on a second. Just watch. Boyce Avenue is a lovely band, and this guy has a beautiful voice. He could serenade me allllll day looooong and I'd never get tired of him.

Cute old man, Aussies, etc.

Hello, fellow bloggers.
Nothing of interest has happened to me as of late. The only thing mildly interesting that happened was.... I watched a movie made in 2001 with Ryan Reynolds in it. I don't think he has aged at all. Good for him. He's going to be a cute old man. That wasn't creepy at all.
Liam Hemsworth is engaged to Miley Cyrus. Meh. But Chris Hemsworth still has hope. Which is fantastic. He was my favorite brother anyway. I think it mostly has to do with his luscious locks. (Of hair.)  And he did win out on the Thor part. Poor Liam. All he got was Gabe in Hunger Games. But they're Australian, so they're both cool in my book. Yay, kangaroos. <-- Not completely unrelated, seeing as kangaroos are in Australia, but pretty random. Oh well.
I'm going to bed now.
Night peeps.
Friendship is magic.

Oldies but goodies

I don't know if I'm going to have any time to blog about something pointless today, so I'm going to do that copy and paste thing. Here's an old review I did on a horrible book that I didn't actually read.

Rainbows, by Katherine Stone -- My review.

This is quite possibly the worst book I've ever had the misfortune to set eyes on. (The irony of that statement proceeds this sentence.)  I even took it upon myself to go back through each chapter and highlight every mention of "eyes" in the entire book. I began this process over five years ago, but I just picked it back up a few days ago and realized why I never finished. Because the book was so unbearable. Anyway, I have the number of mentions for eyes in the whole book now. About 472 times. Just when I was starting to wonder if she did this in other novels, I found the preview of "Promises." The answer to that is a resounding yes. She managed to talk about eyes 27 times. She both directly stated the word and implied it frequently. It is safe to say that the "eyes" have it in her books. I never realized how much eyes could talk to each other, or how much they talk to other body parts. Or that people smile at other's eyes and not at each other. How Stone manages to remember the color of each of them is beyond me. That is a feat in itself.
I wonder if any of the other reviewers even read the book? Or maybe I just have really high expectations. Which is true, I do. But I also think that any middle school student could write a better story, and I'd probably find their writing styles a lot more enjoyable to read.
In conclusion, this book makes me want to gauge my EYES out.


If the author of that book ever reads this, I think you should personally pay everyone back that actually read this book. One dollar for every eye mentioned. $472. Pay up.

No judging, no favorites, and no solution

Before there is any confusion as to how weird I am, yes, I did in fact follow my own blog. So the answer to your question is: this girl is pretty darn weird.
Don't judge me.

Here are the reasons why I followed myself:
1. So I can say I'm following myself.
2. I wanted to know what it felt like to have a follower.
3. So no one will be jealous of the first person to ever follow this blog. There will be no favorites here. No sir. Unless you count me. I'm my own favorite. I am pretty awesome.

That post I posted two days ago, about having one place to write and all that jazz, well, I think I found a solution. I'm back, bloggers. I just posted links on the right side of the page under 'My Obsessions' to all the other places I frequent. So technically I didn't actually come up with a solution to all the different places I post to. I just found a way to gather them in one spot. This spot. Blogspot. (Short note: I like doing short sentences. They get my points across faster. Much faster.)

Anyway, it is now a new day. I should be heading to bed so I can get my 12 hours of sleep in.

Remember:
Friendship is magic!

Signing off, friendship is magic.

With every end to a blog I ever do in my entire life, I'm going to end it with, "Friendship is magic," and then sign my name. I don't know why. I literally just had this thought, and I figured I'd write about it. The phrase just makes me happy. So it has to make other people happy.
My Little Pony just makes me happy. There. I said it. So, any possible readers I may have, (and I know that's little to none) now you know who you're dealing with. An almost legal drinking age adult who loves to watch My Little Pony. So beware. You can continue reading, or stop now.
I wouldn't let this put a riff between us, though. I'm pretty open minded about any stupid things you might like. I  also like stupid things. Everyone likes stupid things. We're even.
Anyway, no hard feelings. Just putting the truth out there. I love you, nonexistent readers. Maybe one day people will read what I have to say. Since I want to be a journalist and all. And maybe I'll have more interesting things to say. I sure hope so, or I'm going no where in life.
That about wraps up this post.

Friendship is magic.
--Leah

Give me less options.

I used to think I would be a good vlogger on youtube, talking in videos about whatever it was I felt like talking about that week. What was wrong with me? I don’t like talking in front of people, much less putting up videos that even show a glimpse of me. I don’t really crave that much attention being drawn to myself. I’m awkward in person. Then I thought I could be a pretty good blogger, but it turns out I can’t keep up with them. I’ll be all, “I’m going to do a blog post today!” Then I remember I have about 2345215 different places I’m registered with on the interwebs that I could blog from, so I try to write to each so none of them will feel left out. It just doesn’t work out well. Then I remember I have a journal which I actually use a pen to write in. :O So I forget about blogging and start writing in my journal. THERE ARE TOO MANY PLACES TO WRITE THINGS DOWN IN MY LIFE. I JUST WANT ONE PLACE. I WANT LIFE TO BE SIMPLE. WHY IS LIFE SO HARD???

Woops. I think this just turned into a whole different problem entirely. So there it is. I don’t know what to do about my writing and my life. I find a similarity between my cluttered life and the clutter of all the social networking craze online. They’re both confusing, and something needs to be done about it.

So. Social networks: twitter, facebook, tumblr, blogs, vlogs, youtube… any other form of online networking I missed… or just plain old pen and paper. Which is your favorite method of expressing yourself?

 I can’t decide. There are too many options. I want less options.