Hello! This is dreams_of_all!

If you are here only for my fandom-related activities (be it blathering or fic), then you are at the wrong place! You are looking for dream_it_all, my fic journal. Of course, you are also free to friend me here! But it's not always very interesting, as it's about my life, which tends to be kind of boring, honestly. If you are looking for only fanfiction, you can also try my FF.net account, Dreaming of Everything.

I would be very happy if you friended me, and will probably friend you back--although I might ask why you've done so (out of curiosity) if it isn't immediately apparent why--if, for example, it doesn't look like we share a fandom, or we've never commented back-and-forth at each other. But I am a pretty friendly person, I think. It's very, very hard to insult me unless you're actually trying to, so don't worry about PMing me on LJ, PMing me at FFnet, IMing me, commenting me, emailing me, reviewing me or anything else. You can ask me questions, or just chat, or whatever--it's all good. ^_^

I love biology, writing and lots and lots of other things, like new people. I am terminally curious, and a horrible procrastinator. And an optimist, but hopefully a moderately realistic one. Sometimes, I am very, very busy.

Crisis averted--school has been contacted, everything will (hopefully) work itself out. Sorry for the freak-out, it's just been a tense handful of days. I seem to be past that (hopefully) and am taking steps to keep it from happening in the future.

Thank you so much, everyone--I have an incredible flist. ♥ The music was wonderful!

And so, on a happier note: It is a gorgeous day. I just had some fantastic tea. Later on, I am going to go out in the garden and pick fresh raspberries OMFG. Speaking of which: raspberries right off the vine are the taste of my childhood. I can't eat them without instantly being transported back to the house I was born in, where we lived until I was eight. There were raspberry vines in the backyard, in the middle of all of these incredible gardens and I still love that house with all my soul. (It's also why I cannot bring myself to buy raspberries in a store. What is the point?? DDD:)

I love summer. Somehow, I always forget this!

(...Okay, I love all the seasons because I am that sort of person. I love a lot of things! The only season that I cannot bring myself to love whole-heartedly is winter. I love moments of it, but altogether it is a month of depression and sunlight deprivation and woe. The good news? Next winter I will be much further south! :D Latitude is the one issue I have with Washington.)

In other news: in my babbling music post in reaction to Vienna Teng's new album, Inland Territory, I mentioned that "Watershed" was going to be a song that grew on me slowly. It is so, so true. I love it so so much! ♥

So, you settle in to Write Seriously and Not Be Distracted and somehow five minutes later you're watching Bjork videos on YouTube.

...I don't even like Bjork all that much. >_>

In conclusion: It is a miracle that I get anything done.

Anyway, shopping trip was a success in that I got chorizo (good Spanish chorizo, DeLaurenti's I love you and your crazy southwestern European imports so hard) and a Spanish cheese that I literally have not had in over a year (I almost cried in the store) but no cherries.

D:

There is a funny story relating to this.

"Do you have pie cherries?"

Stall 1: "No, but the Rainier cherries aren't too sweet, they might work." (WTF? No)

Stall 2: "No, but you can try the farmer's stands outside."

Stall 3: "No, sorry, we don't, but we'll be getting some in this weekend."

Farmer A: "No. ...I guess these won't work." *looks at piles and piles of Rainier and Bing cherries in mild confusion*

Stall 3: "No. Why do you want pie cherries? For pie?" "Yes..." *looks at me in confusion*

Stalls 4-7 and Farmers B-E: "Nope, sorry."

The good news is that I can go back probably on Saturday or Sunday to pick up some cherries, and maybe poke around the market and/or another part(s) of Seattle while I'm there.

But that's the epic adventures in finding good pie cherries. XD The really funny thing? After I spend so much time tracking them down, and then buy them at a probably-going-to-be-too-high price, I will still need to pit them all and then make a pie crust.

BUT IT WILL BE WORTH IT.

So, now that I've wasted far too much of your time on fruit and desserts, would anyone like mail from me? :3 As in real, posted-by-post-office, mail. Definitely letters and possibly small packages? Would anyone other than me be excited by this? Leave a comment! :D

Things are going better this week, quite possibly just because I feel a lot better. So far I've been moderately successful in both chores and writing, so :D.

Today I have done laundry and I will be going into the city on an Epic Search for chorizo (yay, Spanish-style beans :D) and pie cherries (I WILL PREVAIL! Homemade cherry pie will be mine!) which will be fun. I will get to use bobby pins as noble instruments of cooking once more! I will do battle with chilled butter in the name of pie crust!

My life, it is exciting. XD

I saw Up and it made me cry within the first fifteen minutes. And then I alternated crying, laughing, and a mixture of both throughout the entire rest of the movie. Pixar continues to tug shamelessly on my heartstrings and it works, dammit. Also: the scenes with Kevin would not be nearly so hilarious if I hadn't spent so much time around birds in the past few years. (There's been a lot of chickens--currently Poppy and Ginger, and at our last house Colleen, Sunshine, Buffy, Hera, Dorothy and Runner Bean--along with another sixteen we've raised to adulthood for other people; plus the two evil lesbian lovebirds, Kiwi and Alice, who are currently nesting and therefore twice as evil as normal, plus the two budgies, Odie and Doodle, who are both hilarious and obnoxious. I need to get video of them playing with Sidney the parrot, who lives with my step-grandma and comes over to visit sometimes. They nibble on his tail, and then scurry away when he turns around, rinse and repeat. So obnoxious XD)

In other news, I GOT MY AP EXAM RESULTS

TWO FIVES

OUT OF FIVE

I GOT A FIVE ON AP US HISTORY

OMFG

And AP Environmental Science too, yaaay! :DDD

And also my college sent me a book! I am very excited about it! *nerds*

Dear Internet:

Gone to do fantastic planetary and astronomy-related scientific adventures in Arizona. Be back soon!

I am also graduated. :D

More one everything later.

Much love,
Dreams

I am posting right now, because there is no way that this day could get more awesome.

-We got to muck around in oyster boxes (tunicates! Gunnelfish! Sea worms! Nudibranchs!) during science class.
-Neurquadic drew me gorgeous gorgeous fanart!
-This June is now LGBT Pride month by presidential proclamation. Thank you, Mr. President. Thank you so much.

I am also going to be graduating twice, and speaking at one of the graduations and the Senior Baccalaureate. I had my bridging ceremony at church last Sunday (more on this later), and there's a scholarship being awarded to me on Thursday. It is finally hitting home that I'm actually almost graduated! That is both hugely exciting and slightly scary.

I need a happy-specific icon now. ^_^

Why am I so bad at posting? >.> Please don't answer that question.

So anyway, my mom is a devoted Stranger reader, and recently she brought home their SIFF (Seattle International Film Festival) guide, and I really shouldn't have read it as now there are a ton of movies that I really really need to see.

Zombies in lovely Port Gamble? The only possible answer is fuck yes! Oh man, some of these films look fantastic. Nak--Thai ghosts fight evil! Patrik, Age 1.5--Swedish gay couple accidentally adopt homophobic 15-year-old! It Takes a Cult--Seattle cultists in the 60s! And Laila's Birthday just looks to be utterly kickass. Oh man, I do not have time for most of these.

In other news, Prom was utterly incredible, and I cannot imagine having a better time. My date was beautiful, I got to spend it with almost all of my fantastic friends, dinner was possibly the best thing I have ever eaten, and then they opened up the full Seattle aquarium for us. There are not words for how utterly awesome and incredible that is. The Seattle Aquarium. Oh my God. Underwater dome? Check. Marine mammals? Check. The touch tanks? Check! :DDD

Writing more now. School is almost over. I will be a high school graduate. Also I can vote, which is vaguely unnerving--I do not feel like an adult, let alone a responsible and contributing member of society--but not nearly as scary as the realization that all of my classmates can vote too. Although I am perhaps being uncharitable.

I've started (tentatively) dabbling in the whole RP thing, and I am--kind of having a blast. (I do not need more to do! D:) If anyone is willing to put up with a total newb, comment or something--experimentation is ongoing. ^_^

And now, my looong rambling thoughts on The Bachelor below the cut. ( It gets long and incoherent. )

And Folklife is this weekend! Yaaaay! I am going to listen to music and dance and have a wonderful, wonderful time!!!

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In other news, prom was incredibly fantastic and I owe everyone a post full of nothing but gushing. :D

Random poem, not a real update. I swear I will have real updates later!

The Star Market

The people Jesus loved were shopping at the Star Market yesterday.
An old lead-colored man standing next to me at the checkout
breathed so heavily I had to step back a few steps.

Even after his bags were packed he still stood, breathing hard and
hawking into his hand. The feeble, the lame, I could hardly look at them:
shuffling through the aisles, they smelled of decay, as if the Star Market

had declared a day off for the able-bodied, and I had wandered in
with the rest of them—sour milk, bad meat—
looking for cereal and spring water.

Jesus must have been a saint, I said to myself, looking for my lost car
in the parking lot later, stumbling among people who would have
been lowered into rooms by ropes, who would have crept

out of caves or crawled from the corners of public baths on their hands
and knees begging for mercy.

If I touch only the hem of his garment, one woman thought,
could I bear the look on his face when he wheels around?

Marie Howe

So, my birthday!

It was wonderful, in short! I came home and went to bed early the actual day of my birthday, which was the day I came back from my camp--it had been a good day (hiking, dead deer, water quality testing, we saw a 75-inch-in-circumfrence tree fall down in the woods, guided birding hike) but I was pretty much exhausted, because of too little sleep and too much people-time, which is the downside of being an introvert, I guess.

The next day was my family party, which went really well. I helped around the house and studied in the morning, then we had a nice dinner with Mom, Dad, me, Little Bro, Stepmom, the Wickedest Stepsister and the Littlest Stepsister. There was lamb, mashed potatoes, asparagus and tomato-feta-and-onion salad, and then double-chocolate cheesecake with strawberries to follow, and it was delicious! I went for a short walk and found big-leaf maple (Acer macrophyllum) flowers to put on the cake, they looked gorgeous against the chocolate! (I found out this week that you can eat them. They taste kind of like grass, cucumber and day lilies, all mixed together.)

Dad and the Stepfamily got me a subscription to the New Yorker (...my dad gets them too, and I used to steal them from him...) and a big table-top picture book, Creature by Andrew Zuckerman--it's just photos of animals against a white background, with a few shots of most of the animals, and it's phenomenally awesome! (You can see some examples here, if you're interested.)

Little Bro got me a Bay Hay t-shirt with chickens! It's just a little bit too small (what is Mom thinking, I'm not a small!) so we're returning it, but I'm still really happy--I absolutely wanted to get one before I left the island, so :D!

Mom's gift is our traditional birthday tea (every year since my third birthday makes this the fifteenth year, although one year it was brunch because we couldn't find a tea house, and last year's was long distance) and a day of shopping, for make-up in particular, and I think it all sounds fantastic! We've been going out to Port Gamble for years now, which is a bit of a drive, but worth it--there's a lovely little tea shop, and Port Gamble is just incredibly picturesque. It's all mid-18th-century architecture, well-preserved, and it's right on the ocean and it's quiet and small and all Victorian!

Then eerian_sadow wrote me an incredible fic you can find here, about Bumblebee and Sunstreaker and it's so adorable and cute and perfect and I love it!!! My mom's not-really-boyfriend got me a little silver picture-frame and a rose-shaped locket that opens to the Virgin Mary and Jesus, and it kind of surprises me how much I like that last one--I wore it yesterday and today, and I was given it on Sunday. Maybe I miss Spain more than I think? Or I am just unexpectedly Catholic, deep down. But my Thoughts on Yaoi Saints can wait for another day, I guess.

And then cards and flowers, and it was just so wonderful! ♥ I have the best family and friends in the world!

In the meantime, I am studying frantically for AP US History exams (the 8th!!! AUGHHHHHH!!!!!) and less-frantically for AP Environmental Science which is a) easier and b) later (the 12th.) I no longer have free time. D: Starting Monday I'm doing a section of US history a day, every day, until the day before the test, which will bring me all the way up to Clinton. I am still way, way back in the 1800s right now, but working with multi-era flashcards, online tests and etcetera as well, and we'll have a full-length practice exam (three hours!) at my mom's house this Sunday. Hopefully, everything will go well! After AP exams I'll have an actual party-party for my birthday, with friends--Stepmom offered to cook Indian food, and she does an incredible job of it! :D!

My stepmom just started making my prom dress, which is going to be gorgeous, I think--a deep jewel-colored turquoise, knee-length empire waist, a gold Indian-esque border to the fabric that will be used on the boobpart (not actual term) of the dress, and then probably on the hem, if there's enough of it left. I'm so excited! I need to figure out jewelry, hair and etcetera, but I'm just really excited, I think it's going to look really pretty!

I have a math test tomorrow that I am not prepared for. D: And why is it so late? It's not supposed to be almost 11! Agh, dammit.

Doing fairly well at walking at least 2 miles every day, and today I got my 2 miles done in pretty close to half an hour, which is excellent! I am in such awful shape ohgod ;_; I just need to keep on working at it, I guess, and keep on finding exercise music. I'm doing so-so at eating well,

Posts I Need To Make:
-Bachelor thoughts (right now I am listening to "Theseus" on constant repeat)
-Thoughts on being 18 and what that means

And hey everyone! I am going to college! I'm registered and everything! I'm going to Indiana! :)

...It's so flat. >.

Update!

So I spent the week on the Olympic Peninsula, on Lake Crescent specifically. It was absolutely incredibly gorgeous and fantastic, and I couldn't have had a better place to have my birthday!

Once again there were incredible orchids blooming! The calypso orchids/fairyslippers (Calypso bulbosa) that I'd seen the last time I went up (my 16th birthday), and then an orchid I'd never seen before, possibly because I simply overlooked it. It was heart-leaved twayblade or Listera cordata, and the whole plant was maybe two or three inches tall, with a single pair of leaves and maybe fifteen or twenty tiny but perfectly formed pale green orchids, each the size of a large pinhead. It was incredible! There was something magical seeming about it--like there should be Liliputians hiding in the leaf litter. (Sadly, I don't have any good pictures of the twayblade, although I think my teacher got one--she should be emailing them to me. You can see what it looks like here, although the ones I saw were more green, possibly because of light levels--they were on the floor of some pretty thick forest.

We had sun every day, which is a miracle possibly worthy of canonization, especially considering that the weather kept on calling for rain. Hah! Take that, science! (...I'll ignore what we were studying. Which was science.)

We did get to visit the Elwha River, and hike up to Marymere Falls, passing a dead deer along the way. We did some riparian ecosystem analysis (mostly just temperature, water flow, pH, dissolved oxygen, pebble count/size transects and looking at aquatic macroinvertebrates) in Barnes Creek, and took a canoe trip and hike along an abandoned WWI-era railroad, which was awesome.

There was a lot more geology this time around, which was exciting. Crescent Lake is kind of geographically awesome! We learned all about geologic detective work, especially relating to land slides and how that ties into how Ancient Lake Crescent was split into the modern Lake Crescent and Lake Sutherland, and then how that ties into the speciation of the fish present in the lake, and then how that ties into the Elwha River Watershed.

There were presentations by a biologist about large mammal signs (I now know what cougar poop looks like, and can tell deer scat from elk scat) and a night by storyteller Elaine Grinnell of the Jamestown Klallam tribe. Elaine never fails to be absolutely awesome!

And, of course, the flowers were beyond mindblowing. Orchids! Orchids!!!

( Pics like whoa behind cut! )

So! I'm going on a school trip! I am going to geek out over plants like you would not believe! Pics when I get back. :D!

In other news, it is almost my birthday!

It is scary to think that now people will expect me to be, y'know, an actual functional member of society.

Today was so SO pretty!

Sedna!

I am eternally disappointed that she almost got a planet named after her, but it didn't happen. Damn our Greco-Roman complex! Damn it, I say! To the depths of hell!

Sedna would kick some serious ass, let me tell you. Her fingers turned into whales and seals. When she drowned. How hardcore is that? Yeah, I thought so.

So, I got waitlisted at Reed. I can't say it wasn't expected, but at the same time, it's a little disappointing, right? I'm feeling less and less confident about Wellesley, too--they mail my letter Saturday, so I should have it Monday or Tuesday. Oh well. Time will tell, and very very quickly.

I finally got all the skin from her last shed off of Agnes (the ball python), which is good, because I was getting really worried about her--she's had a lot of trouble shedding, especially this last time around. She's literally about to shed right now, and she just finished her last shed yesterday, and I really should be better about keeping her skin nice and moisturized. I'm going to start taking her into the shower with me/running her under a tap at least three times a week, to be extra sure.

I'm getting really really excited about college visits! And here is an amusing story.

So, I used to live in West Seattle, where I went to school through the second grade. (Then I moved, but that is a different story.) Today, I got a package from Earlham about their preview day for admitted students, and part of it was a name of some of the other students who are going to be there--maybe fifty kids, maximum. One other student was from Washington--West Seattle in fact. (See where this is going?)

Now, the name was kind of familiar, but I was distracted and didn't think much of it. Then my mom got home, and it turns out she went to my old school! Mom taught her one year, and she was in my class. And also our neighbor.

Which prompted my one memory of her. (I was in the second grade, give me a break.) She was coming over, Mom was just pulling a batch of pumpkin cookies out of the oven, me and my parents were in the kitchen. My cat walks in with a stunned rat, which he releases. The rat comes to pretty quickly.

Now, my mother is terrified by rats. She hates them with a burning, phobic passion. So she ends up jumping onto a chair (XD) and shrieking at the top of her lungs. Dad, in a move previously only seen in movies, grabs the nearest thing--a broom--and starts jabbing at the rat, but it's a broom. I am on edge. The cat is pretty confused. The timer is going off because the cookies are ready. Mom is still on a chair, shrieking. Dad is still hitting a rat with his broom.

And that's when my friend pulls up on her bike with her family. XDDD End memory-snippet of yesteryear.

Anyway, I think it's pretty cool that I'll see her again on my weekend!

Also-also: SPRING BREAK OMFG~

Today was a good day!

Started the morning on time, but I got lots of sleep. Yay!

Then the Wickedest Stepsister called, and it was touching and wonderful and heartwarming that she thought of me, because she wanted to spend time with me even though we're at different houses this week and that is so wonderful and I am so so glad that I can be there to be her big sister and that she trusts me and likes me so much even though we've only been sisters for a little over half a year. Yay!

So we walked to the local nursery, which is a good four-five miles. I'm getting more exercise. Yay!

On the way, we stopped at the Cat Adoption Center. Kitties! Yay!

Then we got to the nursery. It was gorgeous and sunny and there were wonderful wonderful plants. I am plantlusting over coral bark maples. Oh my God they are gorgeous trees. So, yay!

I bought seeds at the nursery! The ones I did not plant yet are snow peas, lupins (mixed-color), nasturtiums (trailing Jewel Mix), morning glory "Heavenly Blue," and I forgot to buy lemon cucumbers but I am going to.

Then I went home, with the Wickedest Stepsister in tow. (We did not walk back. Hills OMG.) Mom picked us up and then we bought mice for Agnes, our lovely ball python, so she got fed. Yay!

Once home, we planted things! It is going to be a rainbow garden OMG. That's so gay. I bought swiss chard "Bright Lights," which has red, rose, white, yellow and gold stems, then mixed-color carrot seeds, and "Easter Egg" radishes, which are a red, white and purple mix. I also planted sweet pea "Old Spice" mix, which should be lovely colors plus nice scents. Yay!!!

On the downside, a planned get-together with a friend did not work out, she's sick. D: and not-yay.

Then I walked back to the pet store to look at a snake that had caught my eye. It turns out the species is not a nice one, particularly, but I got to hold a little baby corn snake who was the prettiest thing ever OMG, annaybunny you need to come with me to go see it because it needs to be art, it is all orange and this dusty red and tan against a gray background and it is so so pretty. And I held it! S/he was soft and active. Yay!

Then I did a few chores, cleaned up the kitchen some, had dinner and then wrote someone from my church with information--he's nominating me for a scholarship through the local interfaith council! I had no idea it even existed and then he sent me an email saying "three people in the church have asked me to nominate you for this" and OMG it was so wonderful to get, not necessarily because of the money but because people thought of me, and want to do that for me, and just--awwwww! And yay!

So tomorrow I have homework and some more financial aid stuff, and I might be able to plant some snow peas--I have the perfect place for them, but the woman we're renting from has bracken ferns there. She might be okay with me removing them--I hope--but I need to check. But over-all it looks like it will be a lovely weekend!

...I am just disgustingly happy right now. It's wonderful!

Less-happy note: I hear from the two colleges I'm waiting on in the next two weeks. Ohhhh lord I am so tense o.o

Really-happy note: we figured it out so I get to do college visits! Yay!!! That is such a relief--I really, really want the chance to see where I'll be living for (hopefully) the next four years before I actually leave, and then I think it'll play a big part in my eventual college decision. So, I'm so glad that's going to work out. I have the most fantastic parents. ♥

I have some thoughts, but no real answer--yet, at least.

This is an interesting question for me.

As some of you (probably) do not know, my last, oh, year and a half have had a lot of soul-searching going on, of the spiritual kind. It's part of me growing up, and I'm a better person for it, I've learned a lot, etcetera etcetera, I take myself too seriously.

I've thought about God, myself, God and myself, myself and the wider world, who I am, what I need to do, and done my part to answer the difficult questions, like why do bad things happen? And I can't say that I've got all the answers, or that those answers work for anyone who's not myself, but I'm definitely more centered and grounded, I think my writing's improved because of it, and I've certainly grown spiritually.

I haven't thought much about what happens when you die.

This is partly because I am a teenager, and teenagers do have a tendency to think of themselves as invulnerable. Partly, though, it's simply not a focus of my religion, which is odd, I know, because a lot of religion is based on that question--what happens when we die?

For those who don't know, I'm a Unitarian Universalist, which most of you have probably not heard about. It grew out of the the union of the Unitarian movement, which held that we all go to heaven, regardless of how we live our lives, and the Universalist movement, which held that all faiths are true, and that all gods are one God, or reflections of one truth, and that all worship is just that--worship. (...A lot's left up to individual decision.) UU churches tend to be a pretty varied group of people--ours has everything from lapsed Catholics to Wiccans to die-hard atheists who come because they think the sermons are interesting--although many church groups have different "flavors." Mine is more traditionally theist, others are Pagan or Wicca-focused, there are some that are mostly humanist, and so on.

For UUs, the question is not what happens when we die--after all, everyone goes to heaven--but instead how we should live our lives. The focus is on the tangible, and it's not a punishment-or-reward system. Everyone goes to heaven, no matter what you do. You're not doing the right thing because that way you go to heaven, you're doing the right thing because it's the right thing to do. And because everyone goes to heaven, the afterlife isn't something that needs worrying about as much. Instead, you focus on living a good life.

...And then there's my beliefs about God, which are kind of complex. Skipping that, God is not sentient or conscious in any way that we would recognize. Instead, God is. That's it. God is inspiration, and music, and science, and the miracle that is the way the world works. Biology is an act of faith, for me. (And I assure everyone that I believe in and follow the scientific method, and I am not actually a religious wingnut.) So I suppose, in a way, we rejoin God when we die--but we're a part of God already, and God is a part of us.

Mostly when I think about death, though, I try to accept it as the way things are. I think a major problem in our society is our preoccupation with and fear of death.

Because honestly? Everyone dies. I want to die well (take note, world, if I ever end up in a vegetative state/coma, I want to die) which probably ties into my grandmother's Alzheimer's and then my grandfather's slow and definitely-not-graceful death, but I have no problems--or try not to--about dying. It's part of the way things should be. You live, then you die. A balance.

It's a lot easier to face my own mortality, though, then to lose friends or family, or even to think about it. I know that at some point someone I love will die unexpectedly, and I really don't know how graceful or accepting I'll be about it. My grandparent's deaths were expected and, in many ways, a relief, even for my dad and uncles, and that makes it easier. I'll try my best, I guess, to be accepting and understanding. I'm absolutely not saying I won't grieve, because I will, but I think understanding that death is inevitable is part of being mentally healthy, for me. Or maybe I have an obsession with seeing both sides of everything.

Or maybe I'm a teenager who's convinced that I've stumbled onto some enlightenment, despite the fact that I have my head up my ass. That seems quite possible.

On a lighter, less-philosophical note, it is very, very irritating when you get accepted into a school that you've decided not to go to, and then they send you offers for buckets and buckets of money and you know that you are going to turn them down argh argh argh.

Today was good, I get to sleep in tomorrow. I'm getting some exercise--I'm not doing my long (2-miles-ish) walk, but I walked to school, then the store, and I'm walking back to school for a girl's lacrosse game this evening--I'm meeting up with some friends. ^_^ Should be fun, even though I'm totally not a sportsy person! And plans this weekend, and next weekend, and I got college visits arranged, yay!

AND IT'S SPRING FUCK YES and we're gardening on Saturday and oh my God I love life so so much~

...I sound kind of manic. OH WELL MAKES UP FOR THE LAST ENTRY.

Oh, and also, I am writing bizarre fairy-tale-style not-really-romantic romances. Again. I thought I'd grown out of this...

My, PNW, what freakish weather you have.

All the better to freeze you with, my dear.

But it really is just gorgeous out! I should take a picture before it gets all melty. But it is sooo beautiful!!! Snow looks so incredible on fir trees, and it is sunny so everything's light and sparkling and gorgeous yes. (I need new adjectives.)

And school's starting two hours late. :D!

I AM SPAMMING LOLOLOL

Nooo, this is a music post.

VIENNA

OH VIENNA YES~

( VIENNNNAAAAA~~~~~ )

I AM GOING TO SLEEP GOODNIGHT EVERYONE

Snagged from trialia!

When you see this, post your favorite poem.

( One of maybe 25 favorites--Son, by Brad Leithauser )

I have tons more, as mentioned--possibly I'll post those, later? I want to share some of them, they are so incredibly gorgeous.

And then I was tagged by tranquilforest and annaybunny. ( More memes! )

I really need to get to bed earlier.