terrible cw shoes & camaraderie

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but I’m really into The Vampire Diaries and The Originals. (The Originals is a spin-off of TVD, and quite frankly I’m 95% sure I willed it into being.) And yes, I’m aware of all the stigma that comes with being a teenage girl with a love of all things supernatural – although I’m not sure if it’s undeserved, considering how absolutely atrocious TVD’s writing is. Trust me, no one is more ashamed and embarrassed than I am. No one prays more fervently for the show to be canceled already, for Christ’s sake, because Paul Wesley and Ian Somerhalder can only play 17 year old / young 20’s immortal, morally gray vampires with washboard abs for so long.

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thoughts on: all quiet on the western front by erich marie remarque


In English class we recently started “All Quiet On The Western Front” by Erich Marie Remarque, proclaimed by the cover as ‘the greatest war novel of all time.’ The book follows the story of the Second Company through the experiences of a young student named Paul Baumer and his companions as they struggle to come to terms with how deeply the war has affected them and shaken everything they had thought to be true before enlisting in the army. And – I’ll admit – it’s a pretty great book, even if you’re not a fan of war novels.

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innovation project: teen voices.


This is my Innovation Project for English class, a blog titled ‘Teen Voices,’ which I’m working on with David and Heather from Theriault period 3. The core of the Innovation Projects are to fill a need – not necessarily something like, say, finding a fix to world hunger or anything; the need could be as simple as making people smile. I think that our project really fulfills this universal ‘need’ of connecting with a story and not feeling isolated by one’s problems.

The gist of our project is that it’s a blog that’s going to feature stories of teens’ lives – stories about their problems and hardships, featuring topics that seem to be what many teens suffer together, such as depression, body fears, social anxiety, etc. The teenage years are some of the most difficult years in one’s life, characterized by the lowest self-esteem throughout a lifespan, and while we obviously won’t be able to completely turn this very problematic fact around on its head, our aim is to help alleviate it, even if just a little, by letting teens – however many we can reach – that whatever they’re going through, they aren’t alone in their struggles and fears.

You can find the site here – http://teenvoices101.tumblr.com

thoughts on: lolita by vladimir nabokov



Confession: I am not actually done with Lolita, but I’ve progressed relatively far into the book during my English class’s brain fuel sessions – and from previous friends and acquaintances’ input and my own Internet sleuthing (my greatest weakness is my habitual Wikipedia-trolling in the moments where I should be doing anything but), I am already aware of how the book ends. However, I haven’t included any specifics, so for anyone who is planning to read the book and doesn’t want spoilers, it should be fairly safe.

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“what did you do over winter break?”

In English the other day, we were given an assignment to write a funny story about our winter breaks, and why they were funny. Now, I thought I was the only one to have nothing exciting to say, but judging by the chorus of groans and “ugh”s i heard, I wasn’t alone. 
As I was writing, I got to thinking. (And Lord knows, that’s dangerous.) yeah, maybe by conventional standards I “wasted” my break. Maybe I didn’t travel or do new things or fill my social calendar with exciting parties and events. But frankly, it’s unrealistic to expect such things. 

a tale of two cities: goodbye, old friend.


For weeks, A Tale Of Two Cities has been a constant in my backpack, my English class, and my subconscious. The novel had become a huge part of my academic life – most notoriously, the night before my English test where I stayed up until midnight to go over and do notes until my hands were cramping. Dickens’ complicated 1800’s language and obscure Greek metaphors plagued my mind. Now, our journey is over.
And, predictably, I have a few thoughts.