How to Make the Best of Where You Are...

 I feel quite qualified to be talking about this, because I'd basically say that I'm in one of my least favorite places on the entire planet. You may think I'm over exaggerating, and I may be slightly over exaggerating, I'll admit, but it's still pretty bad.
Now, I'm feeling like a bit of a jerk describing my new 'home', but honestly, it frustrates me to no end. I lived in a city about an hour away, and our schools weren't necessarily rivals (this school was in no way good enough to compare to our teams), but they weren't the biggest fans of each other. Last year, my school and entire community was shut down, and most people were moved over here.
This, of course, calls for a lot of tension. The people from the old city are blamed for overpopulation. The people of the old city complain about how annoying it is here and how much better it was there. We form cliques, avoid contact whenever possible with others, and in general don't really like each other. People here want us to just drop the fact that our old city ever existed and get used to it here. I lived in that previous city the longest I've ever lived anywhere, and there is no way I'm just going to pretend it never existed. It was the one place, after moving around my entire life, I was finally able to really call my 'home.' It didn't matter that I made mistake after mistake, that when life started to pick itself up it would throw itself on the ground again, it didn't even matter if for the first quarter of 7th grade I didn't really have any friends. It was home. And no matter what happened, I knew that I could rely on the fact that I'd still be in the same place with my close friends the next day, or week. Whatever the situation, I had people I could rely on.
Moving away changed all of that for me. Suddenly all of the people I had slowly befriended over the years to become very close with my last year were gone. They spread out and left me with a couple not-quite-so-close friends. These not-quite-so-close friends are very nice and I love them all as the awesome human beings they are, but I can't quite trust them like I could trust everybody before. It isn't the same.
Also, there seems to be a lot more stress here. People, though they knew their community would probably double or so, seemed to 'forget' how many people were really moving in. The grocery store is always running out of things and is rarely fully stocked anyways, the shopping center is overly crowded, and don't get me started on the movie theater. It's packed everywhere you go. Housing is packed, the lodge to wait for housing is packed, the school is overly packed... It's pretty horrific.
Still, life goes on. I know that I can't make time move backwards, and I have to accept the fact that this is my new residency, even if I'm not quite yet willing to call it home. I can still talk with the friends that I have and be thankful for everything we do have here that we didn't have in my old school. For example, the band here is large enough for us to play at football games in a Pep Band. In fact, we're going to be marching for our Home-coming game next Friday.
There are more people here that you can befriend, once you come to terms with the fact that you're here. And once you start to meet new people, you can find that they're really not that much different from you. I've found that out about a couple of people here, definitely. You can try to turn around the fact that you're in a terrible new place and try to start anew.
I was known as the pessimistic, miserable soul who was smart, had a bit of a bad attitude, and was very closed off. Now, I've been able to break out of my shell more and can be a bit more cheerful in the way I act. It can be hard, seeing as there are my not-so-close-friends that are kind of confused with the change, but the opportunity to change I've been waiting for for the past 4 years is here. And I can grab hold of it.
I have old friends here that I can share memories with. Most of the time, when I move, I'm simply sharing stories of what happened to me. People see them as just that: stories. It rarely affects their life and it's just amusing anecdotes about this new kid's old lifestyle. Nothing very important. Now, I have friends who were there and experienced it with me. They understand what my thought process was and it excites both of us to be able to discuss these things.
I'm trying to find all of the positive points in my new city so that, even if I can never truly consider it my home (I'll always have my Lion Heart), I can at least accept residency and make the best of it. And who knows? With my awesome friends that I can joke around with and Pep and Jazz Band to help me stay excited with my music, I feel like you can find a form of Paradise on Earth, even if it is in the place you'd least like to be. If you simply search for it, it'll be there, somewhere. And that's exactly what I'm doing. Searching for Paradise.

Until next time,
Beth (not really)

Up and running again!

I took such a long break from Searching for Paradise because, frankly, there was no time to search for it. In fact, my life is in such a non-paradise stage right now, that I'm quite flabberghasted that I dare write on this blog at all right now!
I, however, have come up with a new concept for my journey to Paradise on earth. There is a series of steps one must take to even remotely start their journey. These steps are necessary, and finding paradise without them is definitely going to be a rare or impossible case to accomplish.
So, I came up with a little list of what needs to happen for my journey to Paradise to finally commence:

1.) One must accept that there simply is no Paradise on earth. Everywhere on earth, something is flawed. There is no possible way to find Paradise on earth without accepting this. Nowhere will be perfect enough for society to view it as 'Paradise'.
2.) Become pure. This is potentially the step that will take the longest. You must shut down all the thoughts ads and comercials have given you. If you keep want, want, wanting like society would love you to, then you'll never reach a moment of complete peace in life.
3.) Keep an open mind. If your mind is completely closed, then you'll never learn anything worth much. What you learn in school will get you places, but it can only get you so far.

This part of the year, there is more I wish for. I'm now in high school, and feel a bit more mature, though that probably isn't true.
I looked back on all the posts I wrote on this blog. One moment it was deep, and the next it was as shallow as the mindless robots who consider themselves 'popular'. I definitely have told myself that I must keep myself as deep as I have been on some of my posts.

I have a similar list of wishes that I used to have. I wish for equality among people, and for calmness and peace throughout the land. I hope that America can recover from the horrors that it's had to deal with (I am not pointing out politicians, rather all of the events that have rocked our boat ever since our creation as a nation). I wish that the world would stop being so judgmental, so that we could be who we really are. A level of my mindless-robot hating self was chiseled off. It doesn't help that one of my best friends is what I'd consider a mindless-robot (though she does have many crazy qualities).
In a certain respect, I wish that the world would stop considering 'crazy' the new normal. Refraining from conformity has never been so hard.
Also, I wish that I could act as a child sometimes and not be rebuked for it. Sometimes it's good to let the child running around my mind loose. To be fair, in those cases I'd probably break something. I'm not very good at self control when the child in me is let loose.
I wish that freedom could be free. It is far from it, and just hearing about how many deaths happen in the world every day because of terrorists is just far too frustrating. I wish so much that I know that Santa will not be able to bring this holiday season.

There is so much wrong in the world that I don't know if I'll be able to settle for a couple comic volumes, a fire, hot cocoa, and a Slytherin scarf this Christmas. I need some justice to be done to show me that the world I fear I live in is not what I imagine it to be. There's too much injustice in the world already.

The moral of this post: Society is cruel.

Let's go find Paradise!
Beth (not really)

Today's Topic: How?

I definitely don't know 'how' to find Paradise. Might as well experiment with everything, right? Nah, I'm testing out what the stereotypical person finds joy in and will see how life turns out from that. If it sucks, I try a happier type person. If it's awesome, heck, I just found Paradise! :P

Sorry for the short post. I went to a party two days ago and now I'm sick. >n> But at least I didn't have to deal with school today. >w> Yay sickness!!!

Beth

I gotta journal...

So I might not post as often. I might edit up some of the entries and post them here, but posting here will take a lot of my time. It's not as easy posting to this blog as someone might think. Naturally, my life is super boring, so I need to wait for some really crazy event or something worth telling.
Don't worry, it won't be as often, but I'll still post. I've still go Paradise to find, after all. ;3

Beth

Wednesday off?

Why in the WORLD would we have a Wednesday off? We have school on Thursday and Friday and Tuesday and Monday, but no Wednesday. Eh, I'm not complaining, no matter how stupid it is. A day off is a day off, right? That's what I say.

In other news, I made it to honor band. YES!!! That's exactly what I wanted. You see, I get to miss two days of school while simply playing the saxaphone for a couple hours. We get lunch there, t-shirts, and on the second day we get free dinner at the bowling alley. Then, we play two concerts and after the second day watch the other schools leave. Who said being in the band had no benefits?
What else is new? Not much. We had a really easy test in science, and I've got to leave soon for saxaphone lessons. D'awww. Oh yeah, and I've made a HUGE edit to my novel that is really just a behind-the-scenes thing, so pretty much no one will notice it. But you can read about that when I post about it on the 'Escape' blog. :D

Beth

This Week's (Belated) Topic: Why?

This post is more of a reason why I started this blog, so if you want to ignore it feel free. I'm explaining reasons like 'why did you start this blog?' 'why bother chasing after Paradise?' 'Why HELP people?'

So why DID I start this blog? I just wanted to see whether I could make an impact and help people. Seeing the view count, that's not going very well yet. ;) Whatever, the view count doesn't tell me anything. As long as I help SOMEONE, with boredom at LEAST, I'm happy.

Why Help people? People are needing more and more help nowadays. They need a little pick-me-up. If I can help them find their little 'dream' world, I figure that'd make them a bit happier. The newspapers really don't help those people, by the way. All this 'dying here' 'fighting there' 'oh look, someone else died!' kind of attitude is really dragging down people now.

Why chase after Paradise? As I said, people need a little pick-me-up. Besides, who would want to chase after Hades or the biggest torture the world has ever seen? I personally think it'd be a bit more effective and useful to find Paradise. Just sayin'.

Yeah, that was a short post. I couldn't post this weekend because I was finishing up a project due today in L.A. class. I presented it today *shudder*. It was a career research paper, btw. While I really, REALLY want to be a 'creative writer' I chose Hematologist. Why? Just to get under people's skin. Not many people would choose a doctor who studies blood. Hey, even I can't help but laugh at the looks on people's faces when I explain my 'career topic' to them.

I think I did decent though...
Beth

Dodgeball!!

As you can probably guess, we played dodgeball during P.E. I was feeling really pumped since I had been reading 'Soul Surfer' by Bethany Hamilton, who got her arm bitten off in a shark attack while surfing. Yet, she continues to surf and her faith in Christ has just gotten stronger through the attack. But, for those of you who really don't give a crap about faith, that's not what this is about. That's my OTHER blog. Go look at my profile if you really want to know. The title makes it obvious.
Anyways, Bethany Hamilton grew up with two older brothers, and would always go all out. I figured it was MY time to shine in P.E. class. I'm always the person hiding behind the mat, trying to save myself the embarassment of getting 'out'. Today? Heck no! I think I got out about five times. As long as I get the other team to be dragged down with me, I'm happy.
You see, it was boys v. girls. The boys in our class, or most of them anyways, are AMAZING when it comes to accuracy and speed. The girls? Not as good. So I decided I'd try to make up for that. So my aim isn't the greatest in the world. I haven't actually thrown anything in sport, besides little P.E. games, since two years ago in soft ball (my schedule was too busy last year to play, and I don't think I'll have the time this year either).
To get back on topic, I ended up hitting, I think, three or four of the major throwers, and two of them more than once. One of them I think I ended up hitting several times, but he pretended that it hit his shirt or pretended that nothing had happened. Ahh, that's life for you.
There was backlash, however. I ended up straining a muscle on the high back of my right leg, and it's really sore. Also, we played 'Matball' afterwards (think of kickball, but with four bases. You have to go around each base twice and that's a point. You can only get out by getting hit with the ball), and I totally embarassed myself. I ended up catching the ball at one point, but when I threw it the ball went COMPLETELY off target. That happened twice. Oops. But it was still amazingly fun, despite the several messups my team made. It's not about winning or losing to me, it's about just being out there, participating and doing my best.
You could call me athletic I guess. My parents and older brother never cease to try and explain that to me. Also, a lot of girls at my school comment on how skinny I am. Actually, that's counter-productive since that includes the fact that I have practically no muscle. Pfft! Oh well. Playing sports is fun to me, but I am still trying to convince myself that it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks of me. I'd be happy to play the sport, but I don't want to go so far to look stupid. That's something I'm trying to fix.

Can This Help With Paradise??
Beth

Projects, busywork, tests, reading, saxaphone, piano, drawing, physical therapy, and short weekends. Packed, Packed, Packed.

Packed, Packed, Packed is right. I've got a project due next monday, reading due monday, physical therapy every week, saxaphone performance tomorrow, saxaphone PRACTICE tomorrow, a test in Algebra earlier today, and a lot of busywork from my teachers. It just doesn't let up! Well, blogging will be very low on the spectrum, so I might not be able to write much very soon. I'm sorry.
On another note... actually, there aren't really any other notes. That's it.

Sorry for such a short comment!!!
Beth

Survey (somewhat)

I've decided to enter the Showcase contest at my school this year. It's where you write a bit of creative writing and turn it in to the 8th grade L.A. teacher (which is easy, since I have her second core every day). There's only one problem: It has to be under two pages.
I can't write a short story in two pages! I can't even write a SCENE in two pages! It's not enough for me! I need at least five!!! I know that it'll be about this girl who's in suffering and will end up losing everything in the end with a little moral that is completely and utterly useless. Just because I can and my teacher can't judge me on the message of the story, but the quality of the writing. And I'm going to make the best quality writing I can, just because.
So, do you think I should really continue with this story, or try for something like a poem that's a lot shorter and easier to write out?

Beth

Tons of Work

I've been getting more and more work from each of my teachers. However, I am sad to say that I am still one of the world's greatest procrastinators. Right now, instead of taking notes on two different videos, trying to plan out what me and my friend are going to do tomorrow in Algebra to catch up since our calculators are crap, and looking up stuff to help me with my OTHER Algebra homework, I'm making a blog post.
Last weekend proved my incredible Procrastinating skills. What did I accomplish over the weekend? Well, what was I SUPPOSED to accomplish?
1.) Algebra Worksheet
2.) Algebra in the workbook
3.) L.A. documentation on research topic
4.) A worksheet for L.A.
5.) Reading for U.S. History
What did I accomplish over the WEEKEND? The EXTENDED weekend, by the way.
1.) A bunch of the Algebra
2.) L.A. worksheet
3.) Reading because I was bored.

In Seminar, I finished the documentation. Yeah, it was terrible. I felt so stupid afterwards. I should really do my homework right now, but I REALLY don't feel like doing work. Oi, what to do.
Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that I'm getting a lot of work from teachers. I might have to cancel making blog posts every day/every other day (officially). Plus, in March we're having a MaNoWriMo (March Novel Writing Month) unofficially, so I'll be busy with that too.
Oh yeah, I'm trying to write 1K words every day. It'll be tough, but over the weekends I can catch up for lost time over the week days (assuming that I don't have a lot of homework/am at home).
With all this work:

I'm sure not on my way to find Paradise ;)!!!
Beth

This Week's Topic: Where

I'm getting straight to the point today. I'm making it early because I might just catch up on last week's tomorrow. So, stay tuned for tomorrow as well as today!

Where would Paradise be?
Well, many people picture Paradise as the perfect place surrounded by their perfect friends and perfect objects that make life just a big fraud. Really, life isn't about the designer friends, drugs, and clothes people. It's about so much more than a clothing brand and store chain.
Sorry, that would be more of a 'what' question. So where is Paradise? This question I would only be able to answer by 'depends on the person, their likes and dislikes, and different passions.' If someone loved the outdoors and countryside, it might be in the middle of the country where there is a forest nearby, as well as a prairie. To someone who hates the outdoors, it could be in the middle of the city surrounded by the city noises and things that make cities so different to live in.

If you can think of any more questions for 'Where', please send me a comment. If you don't want to be heard by anyone else, I'll set up a 'Contact Me' page right now.

Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day everybody!! I really don't celebrate it much. The only reason I even say that is because I get candy at school. Did you realize that you're celebrating the day a man got his head chopped off? I find that a little ironic that we're talking about all this loveydovey stuff on the day that a lover was murdered because of that topic.
Anyways, what happened today? I had a quiz in Algebra, research in L.A. next to the most annoying person in the class (who really gives someone else the nickname 'Perry' because she likes platypuses??), boring notetaking in U.S. History, and in Science I got to brag a little bit silently because I'm far ahead of everyone else. Tomorrow I'm finishing up something everyone else will just be starting on. Go me!
I'm having a little lack to talk about, so I have to just forego any more.
Oh yeah, and I'm silently panicking. I have almost run out of topics to talk about for Paradise! I'm no where near ready for experimentation yet to actually figure out what works! If you can think of any topics, send them in ASAP!!

Let's go find Paradise!!!
Beth 

Bowling and Dancing

Today is just going to be amazing! I went to the Bowling Alley for student of the quarter, which was awesome. I mean, how can't it be awesome when you're sitting in a bowling alley, bowling, eating pizza and cake, and playing other arcade games while everyone else is in school, working over desks and taking notes? That's what made my day. That and the fact that this person I don't really agree with on much and I were chatting for a while. It was cool.
After a little ceremony, the staff let us off the hook, and we were going a little crazy. We were playing arcade games for a while, then two friends went bowling while me and another friend watched them. Actually, the two bowling and the other person aren't really 'friends'. We're more 'aquaintances' really.
Anyways, we did that then rode on a couple of the kiddy rides. Hey, it's our day and no one's watching. We've got to act like little kids at some point! Then we got on a mini playground and played around in there. By that time, it was time to go. We had to give the 'claw' a try though, even though we failed.

Tonight, I will be going to a dance with my best friend, Kiba. Our parents might talk and meet each other. If so, it might be okay for us to have a sleepover. Smug face! At the dance I'll also be with some other buddies too. It'll be a great night! I'll have to blog about it tomorrow!!
That's pretty much all that happened today. I loved today though. Now I've really got to go write.

Let's go find Paradise!!!
Beth

*FacePalm*

I'm going to the Student of the Quarter luncheon. Apparently, though, this is the quarter where all the teachers picked slips from a hat. Me and NO BEST FRIENDS AT ALL!! I could have been with two great friends last quarter, but I didn't make it in. :'( Tear.
Besides that? Today was AWESOME!! I went to my classes, got good grades on my two tests. In Language Arts we're taking a personality test, but that isn't a grade. Algebra got me a 100% and U.S. History gave me a 94%. Eh, it's better than what some people got. In Science we watched a video. Then, I went to Jazz Band.
We were just chilling and playing our music. I practiced on one of the songs especially and got praise from the teacher. We had to play this one song all the way through, but there's a place for solos in the middle, and she asked me to play the 'demonstration solo', which I really wanted to. That's always a good sign.
But after Jazz Band was probably the best fifteen minutes of the entire day. We were just acting so much like little kids because it was snowing outside, and it was so fun. Two friends made snow angels (even though the snow isn't that thick outside yet) and wrote their names in the snow. I wrote the word 'Hi' instead, but in two places.
Two guys got onto one of the roofs of the school and were sliding around on the ice up there. They only came down when another guy laughed and pretended that one of the strictest teachers in the school was walking by. We had a good laugh out of that.
The rest is pretty much a blur. We were talking for a while and just standing outside eating snowflakes. Then were walked and talked for a bit, but of course, it only lasted fifteen minutes. Then I had to go so that I wouldn't be slaughtered by my father for coming home late (nah, he would probably just give me a stern look).
It was hysterical! One of my friends got asked out by her crush. Her dad wouldn't allow it until he met her crush. He did today right outside the car. The first thing her dad asked him was why he was wearing a Red Socks shirt. You see, my friend's from Texas, but is a Yankee's fan. It's kind of confusing.

Let's go find Paradise!!!
Beth

Survey...

This actually requires you guys to answer. Muaha. Yeah, I'm pretty much not over all that 'amusement, hypocrite' stuff from yesterday (if you've no clue what I'm talking about, look at yesterday's post), but I'm holding it in for now. Heaven forbid I bore my readers.
Okay, I want to know how boring this really is to you. My posts, are they boring on the weekends and you just read my blog for the weekdays? Vice versa? Do you enjoy my little lectures on 'coolness', 'who, what when, where, why, and how?' Do you even CARE about Paradise?
You see, I'm asking because I've never been normal. I don't know what the average person enjoys or doesn't. Is this topic appealing to the average eye? Or is it just the amazing background that amazes you guys? *smile smile* What appeals to you about this site that you actually come here?

Other news? Kiba's really starting to get into her animation. She's already created a small part of a script for one of the episodes. Go to 'lhlab61' on Youtube for (probably) more info. She's got the soundtrack on there that I might just have to post on here tomorrow or the next day.
What else? Every quarter a total of eight students in each grade are called 'Students of the Quarter' and go to the Bowling Alley for a little celebration and pizza. I GOT STUDENT OF THE QUARTER FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THREE YEARS!!! *party* On Friday, I get to go miss half of the school day! W00terw00tw00t.
That concludes my extreme hopefullness. I wonder who I'll be stuck with there as the other seven people. Probably jerks that I don't like. Oooh, that'd be terrible. Whoever it is, I'm going to enjoy missing class on Friday, since I'm going to be having two tests tomorrow. One of those tests is major and we only have FIVE QUESTIONS!!! ONLY FIVE!! You miss one and immediately get an 80%.
The other? No clue.

Let's go find Paradise!!!
Beth

Amusement

That title probably has nothing to do with this post whatsoever. This post is just about how we actually got snow today!! It's snowing right outside the window in front of me! I know, people in Russia and Sweden and places like that are so used to snow, they're probably thinking 'so what?'
However, this is the probably the third or fourth time it's snowed all winter long. Only once did the snow actually stay. Well, it's cold enough for snow to stick this month. We've been getting so much cold weather that it's been too cold to snow!
What do I really want? I want people to appreciate what they have. I want people to get along and all decide that wars really aren't the answer. I want people to love their neighbors. I want more people giving more to charity. I want to go and become a missionary in Africa. I want to serve my Lord with all my heart. I want to become a nicer person to be around. I want all sin to die. I want everyone to be saved. I want people to accept that everyone will be different. I want people to understand, as Dr. Seuss said, that a person's a person, no matter how small.
I want love to really make the world go 'round. Not the 'Oh, I love you, want to go get married?' kind of love, but the 'respect others' kind of love. Instead, right now hatefulness and loathing is traveling across the world. I want people to really respect others for who they are, and to not judge a book by its cover.
 I want to help people understand what this world needs. I want to help people who are in need. I want to make a difference. I want to help people find their personal 'Paradise'. I want to help.

Okay, so that's a little bit in depth of my mind right now. I just want to help people, but because of my mask and freakish amount of paranoia, that isn't possible right now. I, instead of helping, am striking people down. I, instead of loving neighbors, and knocking on their door and having them fall flat on their backs. I am stopping those who could really help us from doing it. I am, instead of stopping sin, creating more in the world and probably making it worse.
I am a hypocrite. Call me whatever you want, but that's what probably fits me best. That's the one word I would use whenever someone asks me about myself. Hypocritical. Crude. Paranoid. Clueless. Always being amused.
Why would I put 'always being amused?' The word 'muse' just means to think. To be 'amused' means to not think. It is a lack of thinking. That is why most of my hobbies are not 'amusing' but 'entertaining.' However, I almost never think through these things, and, as I am not thinking, am not 'musing' and, as a result, becoming 'amused.'
Some people would say it is a curse. I will not say that. I believe that whatever we do in this world is our own choice. Results, such as war, are not what some people say (that God doesn't love us), but because some people are being 'amused.' They are not thinking through things clearly.
Some people would just say, 'why not just call yourself stupid?' There is a difference between 'stupidity' and 'amusement'. I am not stupid. Stupidity is the lack of knowledge. I have a feeling that my I.Q. would not be exactly low. Please do not believe that my theory is a boost in ego. No, I am stating what I firmly believe. I am not exactly full of myself. At least, only as full as the average human.
Anyways, I am not stupid, I am just not thinking. If I used my mind to its fullest, I'm sure that things I'd never imagined could get done. For example, I could probably finally understand certain aspects of Algebra that make my mind twist into a million knots. My imagination may perhaps be too big for me. It is what always has gotten me into my theories. Most of them I just try to ignore, of course, but some I don't. I don't know why, but I don't. Those theories are perhaps some of the easier ones.
There are things that have worked throughout history, for example, that people tend to ignore now. What ever happened to compromises in the government? I'm sure that some happen, but not nearly as many as I've been learning of.
Do not let yourself be amused. Muse, even if it's only for a short period of time before becoming amused again. Break out of the terrible habit and muse.
That will conclude my ranting of the day. That may actually conclude my ranting of the entire month. Nonetheless, that concludes my ranting. You probably didn't enjoy it. If you did, then congratulations. You're starting to understand the craziness that is Beth.

Let's go find Musement!!!
Beth (not really)

A Week Off...

Very busy, veeeery busy week for me. Well, mostly busy. Rather busy. Pretty busy. Okay, just 'busy'. Not even busy, it's more 'a tiny bit busier than the average week.' For whatever reason, I just can't seem to write my normal blog post. I'm not in the mood to write in a way that nobody understands so they have to read each sentence over and over again several times through.
What'd I like to talk about? Nothing really. Nothing important or extremely weird happened this week. I mean, normally my weeks are extremely weird with things that never happen happening, but that didn't happen. Okay, that was a weird sentence, and if you don't think so read it again. I've been writing a lot of where my characters and I interact. Yeah, weirdness over <---- here. Hard to miss.
I had a sleepover last night. We watched 'National Treasure II', which was pretty good. It was kind of cliche though, as all movies are. For those of you who haven't seen it, I won't say anything besides that. Most of you have seen it though, I'm sure.
Besides that, all that happened was my talking with other Wrimos and on Chatzy. They're all really nice. I should go back there now, but I've got homework to do.

On a side note: we still haven't found guys to play the parts in our novels. :/ We'll keep searching.

Let's go find Paradise!!!
Beth (not really)

Coincidences and Recording Scenes

I just presented my project in class. *shudders* My 3D map was crap compared to everyone else's, and it made me feel so nervous! Luckily, we only had to present one part of the project (there was a writing assignment and a creative one), so I presented my writing assignment. I had rewritten the ending of the book 'Virals' by Kathy Reichs. My teacher was very impressed. :3

"Oh, so before we were just a bunch of mutant freaks, and now we're a pack of mutant freaks? That's just so much more reassuring isn't it?"

That's a line I wrote. I'm pretty okay with that one. It's how Hi (the character) would react, which is definitely Reichs' style. That's definitely what I was going for.
I'm back into writing my series 'Trapped'. Virals really helped get me back into it, since the characters are similar. And when I say similar, I mean seriously similar. You see, in 'Virals' the main character is Tory Brennan. In mine, it's Kristen Johnson. Let me show you how similar the two are.
Tory Brennan: long red hair, brilliant green eyes, tall, skinny, trouble-maker, stubborn, not afraid to break a few laws to get her way, 14-years-old
Kristen Johnson: long red hair, brilliant green eyes, tall, skinny, trouble-maker, stubborn, not afraid to break a few laws to get her way, 15-years-old

See? It's scary. And that's mostly (but not all) There's also Ben Blue and Ben (I haven't given him a last name)
Ben Blue: 16-years-old, quiet, serious, dark brown hair, tall, muscular, brown eyes, tan
Ben: 16-years-old, quiet, childish, dark brown hair, tall, muscular, brown eyes, a tiny bit tan

Also, there's Nick and Hi
Hi: (a little) chubby, brown hair, funny, sarcastic, 15-year-old
Nick: (a little) chubby, brown hair, funny, sarcastic, 13-year-old

Yeah, it's really freaky. I read this story in the middle of December, and started MY story in the beginning of November.

That's not what this is about. We (my friend and I) are thinking of acting out and recording us and a bunch of friends acting out scenes from our novel. It got a very good reaction from some of our friends on Chatzy N.O.W. (Night of Write), which made us feel even better about the idea.
What we'd do is choose some scenes from our novels and then just get actors and someone to record us acting out the scenes. Me and the friend who started the idea (lhlab61 on Youtube, killerwolf61 on Chatzy and Sumopaint) have already been doing little videos of ourselves for a while being crazy. She's supposed to upload it to YouTube at some point (but she's on vacation right now skiing). If she does, I'll send you guys a link.
Anyways, I'd probably start with some scenes from 'Below' (which I'm rewriting and after that I'll start the editing stage) and Killer will choose some from 'Eve'. We'll definitely post it to YouTube and I'll most DEFINITELY send you readers the link when we do.
It's exciting, but we can't do this until we have:
1.) a couple guy actors and (potentially) a female actor.
2.) props (for wings and just making ourselves actually look like our characters)
3.) a time/place to act

For the first one I might just ask my older brother and someone else. For number two we'll make do. We both loove to draw anyways. For the third, well, I've got an idea. :) I'll tell you guys when we actually start filming (but beware, it will probably be cheesy and full of bloopers. But everyone loves bloopers right?)

Let's go find Paradise!!!
Beth (not really)

This Week's Topic: When

This topic is not quite so broad as the others. I mean, there isn't much you can say about 'When' besides something to do with time. When will we find it? When does it appear to people, if there's a specific time it does? When will this blog ever make since?
When will we find it? I believe it won't be a walk in the park, and it definitely won't show up within a couple hours, or even weeks. I personally think that it will take years, if not longer, to find this place. Of course, it all depends on the person.
When does it appear to people, if there's a specific time it does? I have a theory on this one. Let's just say you're sad because someone died. After mourning, the pain doesn't really go away. Well, eventually you'll realize that live must go on, despite the pain that's always in your chest when you think of the deceased. When you open your eyes and see the world in a happier view, it will (I'm guessing) be breath-taking. It'll be easier and best to find Paradise right after you're done mourning/just got over something depressing.
When will this blog ever make sense? Probably never. If you really follow closely it makes a little sense, but if you want to know when my theories will make sense? Never.

Let's go find Paradise!!!
Beth (not really)

My apologies...

Yeah, I'm really sorry about the whole 'didn't write at all last week and completely skipped over the topic' thing. It was a little hectic, getting ready for Confirmation on Tuesday (woot woot!) and exams on the same day. I was going to catch up on Wednesday, but I was really just too lazy. It felt too much like a Friday. Oh, and I've also gotten so much into writing my novel again that I really didn't want to waste my time blogging. Might want to point that out too.
Okay, so I need to go to Confession. What else is new?

I won't bore you guys to tears by blogging two different topics on Saturday, so sorry about last week. I'm really not in the mood right now to make up for it. Sorry. I'm just really mad about something that happened yesterday. It's not a big deal really, just another bully at school that finally just made me snap. Hey look, another reason to go to Confession!

I've been watching italktosnakes on YouTube. Man, I'd love to vlog. Of course, my parents would probably ground me if they found out. I don't think they'd be all excited on the idea, either, because of the whole 'terrorist' thing, and don't worry, I can totally relate with them. It's not like I'd be going around stating where I live or what my full name is. I don't think they'd mind the little things like my being in a video with my best friend (every time we have a sleepover at her house we make a new video. We are still yet, however, to have it appear on YouTube. If it ever does, and I hope it does because they're actually really funny (they show us being completely random and ourselves), I'll tell you all.)

Oh yeah, whoever it is viewing this from Russia, you are awesome! I'd state what you go by, but since I am yet to have a single comment, well, it's kind of hard. heh. But still, you are really cool.

Let's go find Paradise!!!
Beth (not really)