A Wraith

Lately I've really enjoyed writing character descriptions. Mostly physical as if looking at someone from afar. Here's one I just wrote that I kinda like.

She was like a ghost. Tall and spindly. All knuckles and elbows and knees and angles. Her skin was like glass, it was very easy to imagine you could see her heart pumping blood that looked like water. Her fingers were like branches of the birch tree. Her hair was white as snow and floated to her waist, around her face, for it resembled wind or air more than snow or hair. Her eyes were large, round and wide, ringed by pale grey lashes and irises the color of a frozen spring. Her lips were lush and perfectly formed, colored pale pink like the moments before a sunrise.  Her white lace dress, ripped, torn and dirty, fell around her long and bare feet.

She was ice and frozen fire and she moved like wind that whistled through the dead tree branches.

Spinning

I was just standing in my kitchen spinning on the spot and reading. I was making tea and reading while I waited for it to brew. I couldn't get comfortable standing up because my weight was constantly on one leg or the other. I'm not good at standing up straight. So I started shifting which changed to a spin that slow like dancing. Then I was turning on the tiled floor in my socked feet. And everything past my book blurred and it was a very singular sort of thing. I felt alone and sort of liberated which sounds weird, I know. But I was reading about these characters I cared about while I spun around and my own world seemed much less substantial than the one about which I was reading. And I realized maybe I should start reading like this more often because it does seem to add something to the experience.
And then the ding went off to tell me that my tea was done and the feeling passed.

I Have A Muse

I was on such a poetry-writing roll last night. I wrote 5 and all that pretty happy with. And then 1 that my friend, Nate, told me to write as a practice. It's kind of a long story and one you wouldn't care about if I told you.
So yeah I was quite happy with my output last night. I suppose I have a muse. I may post what I wrote on here later today. I don't know why I just wrote maybe, I almost definitely will.
I know you guys are all so excited.
Sarah is back. She'll hopefully be staying for the rest of the summer as long as she gets a job. It's so much fun living with her like having the sister that I never had and actually like.
Sorry for the short post. I'll post some poetry later and maybe talk about this guy :)
yours,
Alyssa

One Direction

Alright alright I admit it...
I like One Direction.
I love Harry, Louis, Zayn, Niall and Liam.
I admit, I pre-judged them and made clear my dislike for them without really giving them much of a chance. In my defense, though, I've noticed that I have to listen to a song, any song, a lot before I can figure out if I genuinely like it. But with One Direction I just heard everyone raving over them and so, was a little disappointed when I finally became curious enough to go listen to What Makes You Beautiful. And I didn't really think any of them were particularly attractive. I'd also gotten really annoyed by all the hype and I might have been a little determined to dislike them from the very beginning.
Anyway, I'm not exactly sure what caused me to give them another chance but (actually I am but I'm not going to tell you about it because it's weird and embarrassing) I listened to WMYB a few more times and decided I liked it. And I went on Spotify and listened to their whole album. I thought, "Eh, it's not bad." But the more I listened to it, the more I really liked it. And I watched YouTube videos of them and I was surprised at how much I liked them.
So anyway, I am hiding my like for One Direction no longer.

Thanks,
Alyssa

How desperately I wish I could draw!

I just love drawing so much, I wish I were actually good at it!

Unhealthy Excitement

I'm so excited. There's finally an official Instagram app for Android. You don't even know how hype this makes me. I love Android and the only thing that I wanted from Apple was Instagram so I'm pretty friggin' excited.
Anyway, so I tried to download it and my phone is full. And when I say full I mean full. So I'm trying to connect it to my computer so I can delete some stuff from the internal memory. Although I think my SD Card is just about full too...
Bah! I just want to download the dang app. I don't wanna organize my phone...

By the way, 19 pageviews today? I know that sounds lame but that's more than I've ever gotten in one day. Thanks!

Okay bye,
Moonchild

I Told A Little Boy Where To Buy a Magic Wand

But that's not where today's tale starts.

I went into my mum's room this morning around noon, I guess as she was asking me about which iPhone case she should get if she were to get an iPhone. I told her I had no clue and promptly fell asleep. I haven't been sleeping very well lately, due to nightmares. Very stupid nightmares might I add, but that's a story for another post, isn't it?

My parents woke me up around 6:00, I think, to go out to eat. We went to a buffet called Fire Mountain. I don't know how widespread they are or if you've heard of them. They're all right as far as buffets go, I guess. They have taco meat and chips which is what I usually eat (just meat and chips - no cheese, lettuce or tomato - loosely called a taco salad). But I haven't been very hungry lately as I just started taking birth control and it makes me rather nauseous. So I tried to pick at some food and ate some rolls with honey butter (so good). But moving on...

Whenever we go out to eat my dad has a habit of stuffing himself, then he likes to go shopping somewhere so we can walk around which apparently makes him feel better (it only makes me feel worse). So we went to Pier 1 Imports and then walked down the little plaza to Barnes & Noble. I got some cool stuff at Pier 1 such as...

This cute little owl lipgloss (it's citrus flavored)

And this owl hand cream (lavendar scented)

This cute necklace that has an "a" in it; it's kind of hard to see

And this blanket that I couldn't take a good picture of so I had to steal one

At which point we proceeded to head over to Barnes & Noble. Because the Harry Potter books have finally been released as ebooks (you can only get them here on the Pottermore store) they had a little Harry Potter table set up and they had some wands from the Noble Collection. So I was looking at them and this little boy walked up to me. He was probably about 8 or so. He says, "What's that?" So I said, "They're Harry Potter wands." And he gets real excited and says, "Are they real?" And I put on this exaggerated sad face and said, "No. You have to go all the way to Ollivander's to get a real one." His eyes, like, lit up! And he says, "So, you mean, they're real?!" And I just said, "Yeah! Of course!" He kind of ran off then telling someone else that he had to buy a magic wand. He was so cute. I swear, that was probably the highlight of my night.
I bought a few books and a notebook (I swear, I have a problem, nearly every time we go somewhere I get a new notebook) and then we headed home. Here's the stuff I got in case you're curious (aside from a book that is over in my mom's room and I don't feel like getting to take a picture of it; it's Nothing by Janne Teller):

Ender's Game, which I've wanted to read for a while now

And this journal. Funny thing, though about this journal:

I bought the same one in August to do my 365 Pictures project.
The one on the left is the one with the pictures and the one on the right is the new one.

It's kind of hard to believe they're even the same journal...

So, there you go, that's the story of my night. I would love it if someone said hello. I'm starting to feel like I'm talking to no one. I'm not begging, though...ahaha.
Love you guys,
MoonChild

Arachnophobia

As you may or may not know (I don't think you do, as I don't think I've mentioned it before) I am horribly, terribly, irrationally afraid of spiders. I hate them. I absolutely detest them. I think they're creepy and gross and unnecessary. I know everyone says, "Oh but they kill mosquitos." No. No, I do not care! I am unable of finding one fuck to give! I would rather have four times the population of mosquitos (well, not in Africa as that would, I assume, quadruple the cases of malaria, as well). And I'm saying that as someone who gets bit by mosquitos like no one's business.
One year, when I was about 12, we took a trip to North Carolina in the summer. I got bit on the inside of my left calf so much that the whole inside of my leg - from ankle to knee - swelled to an inch or so thick. It was gross. But I would rather have that than the existence of spiders.
And I know that arachnophobia is, for the most part, a very common fear. But I often worry that mine is quickly becoming irrational. For example:
1. My heart often skips a beat if I see a hair or fuzz ball on the floor that is vaguely spiderlike.
2. I have nightmares about them at least 2 or 3 times a week, usually more.
3. Any random or strange itch is immediately conveyed to my brain as spiders.
4. Sometimes I randomly see a dark spot on the walls or ceilings and jump, thinking it's a spider.
5. I once saw a spider in my kitchen, walked around it (giving it a five foot radius), ran to find a shoe to smash it with and came back to find it had disappeared. I cried for 10 minutes. I was probably about 12 or 13.
6. I can't look at pictures or any representation of them. When I went to a ceramics shop a few weeks ago there was a ceramic spider. I couldn't go near it.
7. Imagining them in my mind's eye can haunt me for days.
8. I don't even like crabs because the way they move reminds me too much of spiders.

So yeah, I'm not sure why I'm telling you this. I guess it was time to let you all know how much of a baby I am. But I don't want to hide anything here so...now you know.
I wish I could get over it but I don't really see that happening. Hopefully, one day...

Thanks for reading,
Alyssa

In "The Last Two" by Kaden Hurley

On the copyright page it says, "Please note that Destiny Image's publishing style capitalizes certain pronouns in Scripture that refer to the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, and may differ from some publishers' styles. Take note that the name satan and related names are not capitalized. We choose not to acknowledge him, even to the point of violating grammatical rules."
Umm...alright. That's kind of, sort of weird.

So I Was Watching Deathly Hallows Part 2

You know the part after Harry shows up in the Great Hall and McGonagall "fights" Snape (I put it in quotes because all he really does is throw a few shield spells and fly out the window)? And then Voldemort talks in everyone's head and demands that they give him Harry Potter. And Pansy says, "What are you waiting for? Someone grab him!" And then Filch comes in shouting about students out of bed and McGonagall says his arrival is opportune. She says, "Please escort Miss Parkinson and the other Slytherins out of the Great Hall...the dungeons'll do."

So anyway, I was thinking about this and it seems horribly unfair. I mean, throughout the books, J.K. Rowling talks about how not all Slytherins are evil or bad. But rather cunning and, if anything, usually out for themselves. But that doesn't make them evil. And I felt like, when McGonagall sent all the Slytherins to the dungeons because of one, well it was horribly unfair. Granted, on a realistic level, it probably made their battle easier as, I'm sure, a number of the Slytherins were, or would've done, sided with Voldemort. I just found it to be against the principles usually put forth in the series (books and movies).
But again, that's just what I think. And I wouldn't really worry about it if it seemed that there was a reason for doing so, such as the Slytherins needing to be in a certain place for something else to happen later on. The only thing I can think of is that Draco, Goyle and Zabini apparate from the dungeons to the Room of Requirement to intercept the trio. Also, I just realized this, I thought you couldn't apparate in Hogwarts. I suppose Snape or the Carrows could have removed this for some reason but that doesn't make much sense. Plus, the teachers had been placing protective enchantments for a while by this point and I think that would have been one of them (if not already in place).
Back to the original point, however, this moment here is the only time we see the Slytherins in relation to the dungeons. Then, this scene isn't even in the movie, really. It's in the deleted scenes.
So was there a reason for sending all the Slytherins to the dungeons? If you have any ideas, let me know. Or if you think I'm reading way too much into this, keep that to yourself. Just kidding, tell me that too.
Love you and, as always, thanks for reading!
-Alyssa

Wish me luck

I'm going to try to read all of Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close before the movie comes out. Well before I see the movie which won't be on opening day but will, most likely, be somewhere around there.
So here I go...

Did you ever notice?

That when you're taking a nap or whatever and someone wakes you up, you're freezing and can't get warm no matter what?
But then if you wake up on your own, you feel fine?