Sunday, July 24, 2011


I am an optimistic.
A few days ago I was thinking about differences between being an optimistic and a pessimistic. Here is my conclusion:

It's easy to be a pessimistic. Even I will admit that if I stopped and thought about it, life can suck hard core sometimes. So, it's easy to just always think the worse of people and the world, because you don't have hope and faith.
To be an optimistic is difficult. You have to look at the shitty world and think "It will get better." You have to hope for the best, even when the world is telling you not to. You have to fight every day to be strong and happy. On most days, it's easy. Then you get days where you feel like giving up and becoming a pessimistic. Some people do, and it's because they are tired of being strong. Some people don't, and they keep going through life because they know life is worth all the trials and tribulations.

I'm not degrading pessimistics at all. I see them as optimistics that have led rough lives. I hope that one day they feel like being strong again and look at life in a brighter light.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

saying and doing are two different things.

I have a habit of planning my future. I like to come up with goals for myself, and some even turn into dreams, that some people don't understand or like... but I don't care.

However, there are some things I have said before that I want to do, that I know never will happen.
For example:
-Kiss a Jonas Brother. Preferably Joe.
-Marry Charlie McDonnell. Or Rupert Grint. Or Darren Criss.
-Go on a magic carpet ride.
-Attend Hogwarts.
-Watch all of the Vlogbrothers videos. THERE ARE OVER 800.
-Stop my Mtn. Dew addiction.
-Start exercising.

Then there is the list of things I say I want to do, and have every intention of doing.
-Study abroad in London. 1 year and 1 month away!
-Write a novel, published or not.
-Meet JK Rowling and try not to cry when I tell her how much of an inspiration she is to me.
-Get a tattoo near my heart, or on my wrist, that reads "Mischief Managed."
-Learn to play the ukulele.
-See a Broadway show in NYC.
-Name one of my daughters Emma Hermione.
-Take my parents to Australia for a well-deserved vacation.

Now, enough bloggin. It's time to finish that dang Harry Potter fanfic. I've only been putting it off for 7 months... whoops!

Friday, July 15, 2011

Dear Mr. Potter,

When I first decided to read "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" in fourth grade, did I think that I would still be a fan 9 years later? Not really. I didn't realize the impact you would have on my life, but without your story, I wouldn't be the person I am today.
Sooo many people have dissed Harry Potter, or made snide comments about "Oh, what's the big deal about Harry Potter? Why are you so crazy about it? You're such a nerd."
You know what I say to those people?
You wouldn't be saying that if you read the books, especially if you grew up with them.

Harry, words can't even express what your story means to me. There are numerous points in your tale that moved me to tears, that I could apply to my own life and even helped me become a better person.

I am a lifelong fan, and am immensely proud to call myself a member of the Harry Potter generation. <3