Graduation Ring

Graduation is just around the corner... And with my Grad pictures being taken last week and my Grad ring FINALLY coming in, I thought I should show you all it's beauty. For anyone who loves it and wants to get their own, go to www.jostens.com and design your own!! This ring was only 197.06$ with tax, it was originally 160$. You can order online at anytime! This is one of the cheapest you can get for a memory you can keep forever! (for ladies rings, sorry gents!)

 

This was made before I ordered my ring so I knew what it would look like. Under school name it says College Sturgeon Heights Collegaite and it has the Husky symbol on the first side. I love it!!

Disney tattoo

Since I was a child, I've been obsessed with Disney. I've learnt so much from these movies and grown up watching them. They will always be a part of my childhood that I will never give up. Disney has made so many quotes to help people move forward in life; Hakuna Matata for example means no worries, A dream is a wish your heart makes, never grow up, Remember who you are, etc. Disney has always been a place where dreams come true for people. I finally made the decision to go with the quote "Keep moving forward" from the Robinsons. It was a quote made from the actual man Walt Disney. It's like a philosophy for life, keep moving forward, through the good and the bad. This has now become my philosophy.

This will be close to what I get except smaller and Mickey and Minnie will just be outlined or the disney castle will be above the quote. It will be around the same position except higher and I havent decided exactly where to put it on the top of my back. I find it's so important to remind yourself and others to keep moving forward.

Never let go of your childhood.

xoxo

RIP Walt Disney 1901-1966

http://goo.gl/GtNbh

The Nutcracker

The Nutcracker Ballet

This ballet is one of my favorites, I only have one other. I haven't seen it since I was probably 8 years old and I'm excited to be seeing it again this season. I've always loved the music and dance that go with it and I'm excited to see the directors own personal view on how the ballet should look. It's always done slightly differently. I recommend going if you get the chance!

 

Here's some samples from youtube

 

Writing Reflection #10

Reading & Writing Reflection #10

Writing Perspective: Writing twitter fiction was an interesting experience. It for sure brought a new perspective to some of my writing. I found that writing the shorter stories wasn’t as difficult as I thought beforehand; I am a person who generally writes longer stories, essays, etc., but I needed a challenge. Therefore I found that to be a real success of mine when they actually turned out the way I wanted them to. Also some of my imagery came out way better than I had previously thought they would be and I was very proud of that success. I had a couple frustrations for sure, such as trying to keep some character dialogue in the story with the proper punctuation but still keep it under the 140 character limit, especially when it was the VSS stories. Another one was attempting to write when the inspiration was just not there. There were a couple stories I didn’t like just because I had written them so I had done something that day. I learnt that the story truly writes itself and if that story isn’t in my head, I can’t force myself to try to write it. I’ll always end up redoing it because I don’t like how it turns out.

Reading Perspective: I read Alina Simone’s Twitter fiction. The story was called Anatomy of a Break Up. She wrote a story about a man who thought he was in love but realized he needed to find himself first. It’s true what they say, “You need to love yourself before you can love another”. I also read it because let’s face it, there was a bit of romance in it and I can never resist that. It felt strange to be reading twitter and not realize you we’re actually on twitter, if that makes any sense. If the author does it right, they can bring you right into the story and can make you forget you’re even reading a twitter feed. Alina Simone accomplished this for me. The only thing that surprised me was the amount of character depth she was able to give to Joe; she brought me right into his subconscious. It had me really loving his character.

About Twitter: This assignment did change my perspective on twitter but only by a little, I still don’t generally like it. My opinion is that it’s tolerable now and that it does have some good use for it. The twitter fiction is probably one of the only things I like about it, it would be one reason to keep my twitter; to continue writing and reading others writing. I don’t much get the point of using it besides that, it’s just another facebook with fewer words.  The only other use I would have personally for twitter would be to keep tabs on my favorite authors and bands, just to see what their newest projects are or when something new is coming out from them.

Song of the moment #6

"Radio"

by He is We

He grew up just a little too fast,
Lost the need it’s all in his past.
I can hear him humming, from the other side of the room.
Guess he’s got rhythm, cause he hums everytime he’s blue.

Oh.
Radio,
Bleed me a melody.
That’ll make this boy cry,
Oh, oh, oh.
Radio,
Bleed me a melody.
That’ll make him wonder why,
He was so cold.

Broken glass and a pretty face,
Silent mourn full of hate.
Quiet face,
Silent mourn.
Screaming for consequence,
Bleeding for more.

Radio,
Bleed me a melody,
That’ll make this boy cry.
Oh, oh, oh.
Radio,
Bleed me a melody.
That’ll make him wonder why,
He was so cold.

Play him a song,
That reminds him of a time.
When he wasn’t tumbling, down, down.
Tumbling down.

Radio,
Bleed me a melody.
That’ll make this boy cry,
Oh, oh, oh.
Radio,
Bleed me a melody.
That’ll make him wonder why,
He was so cold.

Radio, Radio.
Radio, (Radio).
Bleed me a melody.
Radio, Radio.
Bleed me a melody.
Radio,
That boy’s got rhythm, cause he hums everytime he’s blue.
Radio, Radio.

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/heiswe/radio.html

This is a song I used to listen to many times. Its meaning is that music can heal the soul, and in this song she wants to heal this boys soul and his torment. Music can accomplish anything and I'm so glad it's such a big part of my life. I wouldn't be able to go far without it for sure.

xoxo

http://goo.gl/iIsw8

 

Twitter Fiction

Finally, it is here! My twitter fiction is finally complete for all of you to see! Leave me your thoughts, comments and questions (: The regular black ones are the shorter ones that are one tweet long, the colored are longer than one tweet.

 

 

1.      "I'll never regret fighting for you," she said. Love was bright then. But as love shattered, regret seeped into her and created obscurity.

 

2.      The child watched his father walk out the door. He barely remembered his face. After months has passed, a man in uniform walked in that door

 

3.      The boy searched the face. It seemed familiar somehow. As he ran into the man's arms, the features matched the face of his father.

 

4.      "Will you love me forever?" she asked in her youth. She was beautiful. Hair flowing to her waist as waves on the ocean, chestnut in color.

 

5.      Her aqua eyes shone with a love that was so bright it lit the room with its brilliance. I turned to her with a smile I couldn’t keep inside

 

6.      "Yes," he answered, "I will never leave your side". Years passed and youth turned wise and frail. As disease descended, he lay with his love

 

7.      "Will you love me forever?" she asked with a knowing voice. I turned to her. No longer did her hair have its chestnut color.

 

8.      Silver and white now adorned her face. The youth had turned inward and her perfect skin was now wrinkled and pale. Many changes had occurred

 

9.      He took her hand and felt the no longer supple skin of youth but the calloused and worn hands of the old. They had been through so much.

 

10.  Though she looked different, those aqua eyes that he knew so well never left his sight. He had no hesitation when he whispered his answer.

 

 

11.  "Yes, I will never leave your side". As her eyelids dropped, he felt the life leave her body. He took her hand and closed his eyes.

 

12.  He let the life seep from his veins. The man’s soul joined his wife as they made their journey to heaven. They would never be separated.

 

13.  The rain descended, pouring from the heavens. Shouts increased. Fighting increased. As hope was found, the fight ended. Sunlight shone again

 

14 .The child’s squeals reached the ears of the mother. She turned to see the father on the ground tickling their child. A picture of bliss.

 

 

15.  I miss the way we used to be, but I won't regret what I've become. Her old friend then left the room, leaving her thoughts and her sight.

 

16.  An old woman stood at a cemetery. She stood among the graves and saw one she recognized. Andrew Reynolds. "I will see you soon my love".

 

17.  Jack looked to his date across from him. "Having fun?" she asked. He smiled.  It didn't reach his eyes. Would he call again? Probably not.

 

18.  The ocean air was salty in its taste. I sailed away into the sunset, never looking back at what may have once been my home.

 

 

 

19.  Her smile brightened the room just as the sun brightens the earth. The words I longed to hear exited her ruby red lips..."I do".

 

20.  The snow began to fall, tumbling onto my face and melting down my cheek. Winter was here. Maybe it was time for a vacation in Mexico.

 

 

21.  Her eyes, bright with life, as bright as my own we're filled with laughter. She stuck her tongue out at me. Best friends know you too well.

 

22.  I walk forward, my feet leaving imprints in the sand as I move forward. Where am I going you ask? I don't know. I'm lost.

 

 

 

23.  Moving on with life is hard. The honorary caps being lifted into the air tell me that life must go on even if you're undecided.

 

24.  The smell of fresh bread reached my nostrils as I walked by the bakery. I stopped in my tracks and retreated. Just one taste would be okay!

 

25.  "Everything happens for a reason". This is a common philosophy used by many. Then why do I have this disease? Answer me that.

 

26.  I bit my lip and the taste of blood landed of my tongue. I looked over the edge. "You ready?" "No". I jumped. Bungee jumping is crazy!

 

27.  The snowflakes clung to her eyelashes as we walked through the snow. Her blue eyes grew playful as she laughed. A snowball hit my face.

 

28.  The child looked up with innocent eyes. Those beautiful grey eyes held so much potential for love, dreams and childlike fantasies.

 

29.  I turned to the woman in the back. "I would love to adopt this boy," I sang. I knelt down so I was eye level with the child.

 

30.  "What's your name?" I asked in what I hoped was a motherly tone. He was sucking on his thumb. His gaze returned to mine.

 

31.  His thumb retreated from his mouth. "Kyle," he whispered in a childlike tone. He guided his thumb back to his mouth. I smiled brightly.

 

32.  "I'm Rebecca Stanley. Is it alright if I adopt you today?" I questioned. Kyle's answering smile completed my heart.

 

33.  The emptiness was now full. I reached out my hand and gave him the opportunity to take it. Slowly, his hand began to reach for mine.

 

34.  I took his small hand into my own. He must be only three years old; poor thing. I brought him up into my arms and kissed his small forehead

 

35.  As we left the room, I knew I would do anything to protect this child; this new life that I would love more than my own.

Writing Reflection #9 -Twitter Fiction

Twitter Fiction

My twitter fiction of course won’t be done until I actually post them. Even as I’m typing them on the computer I’m editing them so they are below 140 characters, or extending them so they can be put onto more than one tweet. I’ve written for sure over 30 tweets but I’m not entirely sure if I will use them all. I’ve written about 36 as of late. I chose to write some VSS but also some in between. Some of my stories are 7 tweets long while others are one, two or three. They change dramatically when I type them on the computer because I have to edit them to 140 characters. When you’re writing them down on paper, you aren’t counting as you go so it makes it a bit more difficult for you to get the exact affect you want your story to have. It takes time. I chose to use both because I wanted to be able to show more than one type of story. It gave me the freedom to be able to make them however long as I wanted them to be. Sometimes the stories just wrote themselves. Some things I still have to add into my stories are more tweets for dialogue and double check to make sure I have every type of imagery even though I’m sure I have them all. I love the challenge of having to have all these different elements in these little stories. It makes them trickier to write but also more fun. I’ve thought of some images for specific stories but not for others. They may change as I edit them or I may add different images than I thought I was going to put in in the first place. You’ll have to wait to find out exactly what I have planned. My stories have come out a lot better than I thought they we’re going to be originally. My imagery has been working well and I’ve been surprisingly good at sneaking it in here and there. My character development has also worked to my advantage in one of my stories. These we’re aspects that I originally thought we’re going to be the most difficult. The aspect that needs the most work is making them 140. I’ve always been one to write too much, so shortening my stories has for sure been a challenge, but it has been a fun one. I’m still wondering how we are going to end up putting them up and in what fashion but I’m sure it will be an interesting experience. Creative writing has never failed me when it comes to being interesting. This has been a learning experience for me and I’m truly enjoying it.

xoxo