Awww, I Love These Things.

So I got tagged in a Liebster Award from my pally-wally Izzy (whom I love, and I swear to God above I will email you back as soon as I'm done with my play XOXO) and I figured that while I am procrastinating finishing my AP work (which I really should finish considering how it is due tomorrow and I had all vacation to do it and I DIDN'T because I was busy with other things but whatever; none of you care about that) I would do this because it makes me happy that I was nominated so yay.  I love getting things.  Or being nominated for things.

I promise that I will update all of you on my ridiculous life later, but right now, let's procrastinate!  Onwards and upwards!

Question One: Who is your favorite musical artist ever?
Izzy, you are a cruel mistress.  I have no idea who my favorite musical artist is, because it is constantly changing.  Going on voice alone, and how willing I am to pirate their music, I'd have to say Aaron Tveit - and if you don't know Aaron Tveit, be prepared.  I am planning to do a post about how much I love him.  But yeah, Aaron Tveit.  I love his voice an inordinate amount.  It is kind of sickening, really, but hey - who's judging?  Not this kid.
...Oh, did you mean like MUSICIAN, not like... musical artist... Like not an actor... Oh my god I'm an absolute idiot.
Musical artists - right now it's Johnny Flynn.  The same statement holds from before.  My preferences are always changing.
Actually, getting down to brass taxes, I think Aaron Tveit is just my favorite everything.

Question Two: Favorite John Green Book?
No contest.  The Fault in Our Stars, hands down.  The is the first book that I've ever written in, it affected me that much.  John Green is my inspiration, and his books are proof that you don't have to write down to teenagers, which happens so often in the YA genre.  TFiOS affected me more than a book should be able to, so that is my favorite.

Question Three: Best Harry Potter character and why?
I am not meaning to sound cliche when I say this, but honestly, Harry is my favorite character, and he is the best character to me.  Harry is weirdly underrated as a favorite character when you ask people.  I connect with Harry.  He is trying to make his way through this wonderful world that he has discovered, a world that doesn't solve all of his problems, a world that creates problems just the way the Muggle world does.  Harry is brave, and a good person, and intensely loyal to his friends and while he isn't as smart as Hermione or as funny as Ron, Harry is so sarcastic and so sassy (something that was missing from the movies, in my opinion.  Sass Potter is the best Potter.).  But Harry was, no is, one of my best friends.  He got me through my childhood.  He was my best friend when I needed one, and he is always there when I need him.  Harry is my favorite and he is the best, because he is such a good person, and I think we can all learn a learn a lesson from him.
And thus ends my rant.

Question Four: Do you get along well with your siblings?
Yes and no.  For those who don't know, I have two brothers - one older, one younger - and while my older brother and I get along simply because of our proximity of age, my younger brother and I have a great deal more in common and if he were older would probably be friendlier.  So yes, I do get along quite well with my brothers.  They can both being annoying little shits, but I love them anyways.

Question Five: Do you prefer big fluffy socks, slipper socks, or slippers?
BIG FLUFFY SOCKS.  END OF.

Question Six: Favorite film you've watched this year?
UGH.  This is another evil question.  Well, considering that I watched Les Mis on the first, I'm inclined to say Les Miserables, because it was kind of a life-changing experience.  I mean, let's be honest, it really was.  If any of you follow me on Tumblr, you know this.  My Tumblr is basically a shrine to Les Miserables, Aaron Tveit's butt, really terrible puns, and off-color humor.  You should follow it for a laugh.  And I'm not joking about the Aaron Tveit's butt thing.  That is a thing.  (Sorry for the self-promotion; I honestly laugh at these things and I want others to laugh with me.  So laugh with me?)
Besides Les Miserables, I really liked Howl, with James Franco and (WHAT A SHOCKER) Aaron Tveit.  It was a movie about Allen Ginsberg, and I loved it.
Also, Girl Walks Into A Bar with (HOLY SHIT I HAVE A HUGE PROBLEM SEND HELP I HAVE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP) Aaron Tveit (WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED THAT?) and a bunch of other people.  You can watch it for free on YouTube and I totally recommend that you do, since the banter in this movie is legendary and it is all that I strive for in my own writing.
So yeah. Those are my favorites so far.  No one judge me.

Question Seven: Do you prefer high school or university? (Sorry Jen!)
I'm assuming the sorry Jen is for me, as I am (so sadly) not yet out of high school.  I don't really mind high school.  It's fine, but I'm pretty done with it at this point.  I can't wait to start the next part of my life, and at this point I just need to get out of my tiny little town and see the world.  However, I have one year left, which is stupid, but hey, I'm fine with not growing up and assuming adult responsibilities.

Question Eight: Favorite fizzy drink?
Oh Izzy, you are so delightfully British and when I come to England I am hanging out with you in real life and we are getting fizzy drinks and talking about boys and generally being goons.  Do you want this?  Because I do.  But my favorite fizzy drink is Fanta.  I do like all orange sodas, but Fanta is my favorite, and it reminds me of Israel.  Other than Fanta, I like ginger ale and root beer.

Question Nine: Favorite season?
I am partial to autumn because 1. my birthday is in autumn; 2. where I live it is exceptionally beautiful during the autumn; and 3. it is the perfect temperature for me.

Question Ten: Make-up - do you care about it or not?
Hmm, this is a tough one.  I absolutely do wear make-up.  I don't like the whole feminist idea that make-up was created by men and that women shouldn't wear it.  If you want to wear make-up, wear the fuck out of that make-up.  Wear it for you.  That is who I wear it for.  I wear makeup for myself.  I wear it to get rid of my dark circles and my acne scars and all that other junk.  I think wearing red lipstick makes me feel like a princess and if I could wear it every day I totally would.  I wear eye makeup almost every day because I like how it looks.  It makes me feel pretty and that is what counts.
But I also have days where I say 'fuck it' and I throw in the towel and I only put on lotion and I still feel just as beautiful as if I was wearing all of my makeup.  Makeup is a state of mind.  We are all the makeup.

So thank you for this, Izzy!  I don't really know who to tag, because I kind of don't have enough brain power or time left to procrastinate to figure out who to tag, so that will come later.  But it will come!  Possibly with my next post!

Love and Kisses, all of you goonies!

I'm off to finish my work and then to watch the Oscars, because the Les Miserables cast is performing and I need my daily dose of Aaron Tveit and Eddie Redmayne.  What can I say; I'm insatiable.  And insane.

Yes that too.

Alright - love and kisses fooligans!

Jen

Updates and Things, Awards, And A Question.

Today's episode of "I'm Barking Mad" begins with some updates.

I feel like I haven't been posting enough.  Yes?  No?  Yes?  I just feel like we haven't been connecting enough recently, and I'd love to get back in touch with all of you lovelypoos.

I am seriously thinking of calling you all lovelypoos from now until the end of forever.  If you have any qualms with this, take it up with Vince.  *points to Vince.  Vince is 6 foot 7 and has muscles the size of demon baby skulls.  He flexes his bicep menacingly*

Yeah, Vince will FUCK YOU UP! *points again to Vince.  Vince waves and continues to brush his My Little Pony's tail*

All attempts of intimidation are hereby abandoned.

Sooo, updates and things is first on today's agenda.  Where to begin?  Hmm...

Oh, funny story alert! *does the funny story salsa line polka*

So on Thursday last week, my school hosted a recital in which professional musicians donated their time and came and played for, well, just about no one.  Which was really a shame because they were all fucking brilliant.  At said recital were a few of my friends.  I sat with my band friends and we all quietly mocked our conductor as he played the clarinet.  If you've never seen someone play the clarinet, it does somewhat look like someone giving a blowjob.  And he kept swaying.  It was hilarious.

After the concert was over, we were all out in the lobby of my high school, eating the free food, because come on.  Free food.  How could I say no?  My friend Alli saw this little girl she knew from camp and the little girl was all "HI ALLI!" and Alli was all "HI AURORA!" and then the little girl looked at me and went "Alli, you have a boyfriend!"

I was mortified.  I choked on my cookie and coughed out "I'm a girl!"  The little girl looked a little more than terrified to hear a girl's voice coming out of what she thought was a dude's body.  When she walked away, me, Alli, and three of my other friends literally fell on the floor laughing.  I was literally ROFL-ing.  I wasn't LMAO-ing, because as far as I know, my ass is still present and accounted for.

But that was a very awkward time for me.  A very, very awkward moment.  It was right then that I kind of said in my brain "it is time to continue with the plan to grow my hair out."  I have been growing my hair out.  I just miss it, you know?  And whenever some says "Oh, why are you growing your hair out?  Your haircut is so cute!"  I've been saying "I just miss my hair!" when I really want to say "Since when is it your business what I do with the dead cells that are growing out of my skull?"  It isn't so, as a warning to all of you - DON'T ASK ABOUT MY HAIR!!! IT'S A TOUCHY SUBJECT AT THE CURRENT DATE!!!

In other news, I took the PSAT/NMSQT test on Saturday.  That was a lovely way to kill three hours of my life.  I think the thing that amused me most was that I was in the same classroom as last year when I took it, and the same schedule was written on the whiteboard next to me, word for word, both years.  I was a little taken aback.  It was kind of bizarre. 

So those are my updates.

The next item on our agenda is awards.

The lovely Gabi from Crazy Socks and Ninja Bunnies gave me an award.

Lovelypoos!  I got an award!

It's the Liebster Award, and basically I just have to say seven things about myself.

Let's-a-go, Mario!

1. I have an unnatural fascination with all things random.  How tall can trees grow before they can physically grow no higher, because water cannot be transported any higher? 138 meters.  Why did pirates wear eye patches?  So that when they went into a dark place they already had an eye that was adjusted to the dark. Want more?  Just ask.

2.  I really want to possess a raspberry beret so that I can walk around with a ghetto blaster playing Raspberry Beret.  This is what goes on in my mind.

3.  Me and my friend Jacquie desperately want to find a place called Valid and dress up as invalids so we can in invalid invalids in Valid.  Again, what goes on in my mind.

4.  I love reading Science Daily.  It is a guilty pleasure.  And I tell my mother I don't want to be a doctor.  Well, I do want to be a doctor.  Doctor Who!

5.  This is the best knock knock joke I've ever heard.
Knock Knock!
Who's there?
Doctor!
Doctor Who?

Correct!

You're welcome, lovelypoos.

6.  Whenever I meet someone new, I make subtle jokes to things that I'm really interested in to see if they will get the reference.  If they do, then I get all happy and I'm sure that we'll be friends.  If not, they just think I'm weird, and that I'm okay with.

7.  I have a huge fascination with cooking.  Like, I really love cooking.  I have a whole notebook dedicated to recipes.  I love baking more than life.  I love eating more than life.

I'm not going to tag anyone right now, because I do have other things to do, but I will.  Eventually.  I'm just going to procrastinate a bit.

And now to the third article on our agenda.  The question.

NO, not THAT question.  The answer is 42, by the way, if you were wondering.

The question that I'm going to ask is this:

If I were to potentially post some of the story that I'm working on onto this blog, would you guys

A) enjoy that

B) hate it

C) be indifferent, but probably not read (not that my views are super high to begin with, I get on average 5 a post)

D) What is this?  Where am I?  WHAT IS GOING ON?

Let me know, the four of you that read this.

I do want to please someone.

NOT LIKE THAT, PERV-O!

Parting joke:

What's worse than finding a worm in your apple?

Umm, Genocide?

RIGHT ANSWER!

Love and kisses,

L.

Harry Potter Pick Up Lines

I know that most of you are Pals of Potter, and are rabid avid members of the DA, so when I found these, I felt I needed to share them with you.  No special occasion, just the mutual love of Potter.

If you don't like Harry Potter, GET THE FUCK OUT.  Not really, I love you, but, you might not get it.  And that wouldn't be any fun.

ARE YOU READY?  HERE WE GO THEN!

Harry Potter Pick Up Lines: Guaranteed To Work Better Than Amortentia!

You must be a Triwizard Champion because my goblet is on fire!

I'd like to get my basilisk into your Chamber of Secrets!

Have you heard of Platform 9 3/4?  Well, I can think of something else with the same exact measurements!

I've been whomping my willow thinking about you!

Did you just use Petrificus Totalus?  Because you just made me stiff!

I may not be an animagus, but I can sure be an animal!

My name may not be Luna, but I sure do know how to love good!

You don't need Lumos Maxima to turn me on!

If I was to look into the Mirror of Erised, I would see you, naked!

Do you play quidditch?  How about taking a ride on my broomstick?

The thought of you makes something vast and silvery come out of my wand...

Why don't I make like Salazar and Slytherin side of you?  (Say it.  It makes sense aloud.)

You don't need Engorgio to enlarge this!

Call me your house elf and I'll do whatever you want without any clothes...

A couple of nights with me and Moaning Myrtle will have to get a new nickname!

Wingardium Leviosa isn't the reason why I'm rising!

You're like a bottle of Skele-Gro, growing me a bone!

And my personal favorite...

I don't know a thing about Merlin's Pants, but I'd love to get into yours!

***********

So there you have it.  I guarantee that these will always, sometimes, occasionally, on alternate Thursdays, you won't get a restraining order, I promise work.

Enjoy!

Parting joke:

Your face.

Oh yes, it is joke enough.

Just kidding!

Love and kisses,

L.

It Is Hotter Than Satan's Butt Right Now!

And as it is such, I am too tired to finish the post I was working on.

I have work all this week and next week, so the blogging might be sparse. After, however, I'll be back.

Enjoy this picture of Matthew Lewis (AKA NEVILLE FREAKING LONGBOTTOM!!!

So um yeah. Not a great picture, but he looks like he has a pocket watch and holy JESUS NEVILLE GOT HOT!!!!

Seriously, new celebrity crush right here. Look at that delicious crooked smile. I want to eat him. So yeah.

Talk to ya later, ya fooligans!

L.

Keep Calm, It's Going To Be Totally Awesome

If you see the quote "Alas, ...", what is your automatic response to it?

Choose.

A.) I failed.
B.) Earwax.
C.) Peanut Brittle.
D.) It's over.

If you chose A or D, you have no imagination whatsoever.
If you chose C, I want whatever your on.
If you chose B, you are my best friend ever. (Or Isabel T., which is basically the same thing.)



For those of you who are awesome, you probably guessed what this post was going to be about from the title, which is a quote from A Very Potter Musical, which I've mentioned a lot on this blog. So, if you can deduce it, if you've been taking your smart pills, you could probably guess that this is going to be a very long, very involved, possibly tear-jerking post about HOW MUCH I FREAKING LOVE HARRY POTTER.

Okay, now that I've gotten that out of my system, a warning: If you do not like Harry Potter, leave now. Leave right now and never come back. (Not really; please come back! I'll still love you if you don't like Harry Potter. Though probably a little less than I did before.)

You've been warned.

I am going to start this off with a huge I AM A GIGANTIC, HUMONGOUS, FANTASTICALLY AWESOME NERD. And I am specifically a nerd for Harry Potter. I wasn't even born when the series first came into fruition. I was born later, which kind of is bizarre to me. My whole entire life, my whole life I've had Harry Potter in it. There hasn't been a period in my life when Harry Potter didn't exist. That is mad. And by mad I mean crazy. See? I think that Harry Potter was the first thing that introduced me to Britain and its awesomeness. And I've never stopped loving it. I use British terms all of the time, thanks to Potter. It began my fascination. Seriously.

Secondly, I'm not one of those obnoxious people who think about Harry Potter 24/7. I know my limits. I seriously could link it to everything and anything in my life, but I don't. I have friends who do that, and frankly I find it annoying. I love these books, and seriously wish that I was J.K. Rowling, but I have standards. I haven't read the series in full in about a year and a half. Not ony do I not have the time, I just have other stuff to read. But that's the great thing. I can go and read other books, and still have time to say, 'You know what, it's time to read Harry Potter again.' And I just do. It's like going home. As sad and patheic it is to say that.

Thirdly, it is time for the awkward confession of the day. I used to pretend I was a character in Harry Potter (Sorry Is!). Like intensely. And until I was about 12. Seriously. Don't mock.

Fourthly, I love everything to do with Potterlore. A Very Potter Musical and Wrock music anyone? I have friends who are Potter purists, and they only like the books and I'm like WHY? Why wouldn't you want to immerse yourself in this honest-to-goodness subculture? This is probably the only place that I feel comfortable pigeonholing myself into. I am a Potter Nerd. This is final.

Fifthly, it is Thursday night, I have work tomorrow, I'm listening to Wrock music and as soon as I finish this post I'm rereading the 7th book. And then tomorrow I'm going to see the Final Harry Potter Movie dressed up as Draco Malfoy. I'm really nice now, you guys. It is going to be totally awesome.

Sixthly, I just love these books. The characters, literally, are my best friends. I feel closer to Harry, Ron, and Hermione than I do to some of my honest-to-hopkirk friends. Like, flesh and blood friends. I'm closer to fictional characters than to real people. If that isn't devotion I don't know what is.

Seventhly, I just love these books. They were the perfect escape as a kid, when I was weird and didn't have many friends. I found friends in Harry, Ron, and Hermione. I found a home at Hogwarts. I found myself in those books. And no matter what, I will always be waiting for my letter...

So yeah, I really love Harry Potter. I kind of banged this post out, and when I go see the movie tomorrow, Red Vines in tow, I will totally write a review.

GET PUMPED UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I KNOW I AMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!

And in the words of the immortal Albus Wolfric Percival Brian Dumbledore, here is my ideas on the whole series.

"Well of course this was happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"

And with that I bid you adieu; I have some book to read.

Big sopping kisses to all,

*MWA.