Laura posted this on her FB and I just had to share. Absolutely awesome and almost 100% true. I'm gunna bold the ones with which I can identify lol Sadly though Oscar Wilde and Tim O'Brien were missing in action :( 

Lauren Leto Stereotyping People by Their Favorite Author (by the way – I respect every author on here, kind of)

J.D. Salinger- Kids who don’t fit in (duh).

Stephenie Meyer -People who type like this: OMG. Mah fAvvv <3 <3.

J.K. Rowling- Smart geeks. 

Jack Kerouac- Umphrey’s McGee fans.

Jeffrey Eugenides- Girls who didn’t get enough drama when they were younger.

Lauren Weisberger- Girls who can’t read. Or think.

Jonathan Safran Foer- 30somethings who were cool when they were 20something.

Jodi Picoult- Your mom when she’s at her time of the month.

Chuck Klosterman- Boys who don’t read.

Chuck Palahniuk- Boys who can’t read. (I was a little offended by this one lol I know Palahniuk is shameless high school level fodder in the literary world but...it's *deep* high school lever fodder lol)

Christopher Hitchens- People I would love to hang out with.

Leo Tolstoy- Guys I want to date. (lmao yes)

Fyodor Dostoevsky- Guys I want to sleep with. (Lauren Leto: The difference between the two Russian authors lies in the fact that I think the Underground Man is sexier than Pierre Buzukhov).

Christopher Buckley (or William F. Buckley)- People who love excess verbiage.

Ayn Rand- Workaholics seeking validation.

David Foster Wallace- Confirmed 90’s literati.

Jane Austen (or Bronte Sisters)- Girls who made out with other girls in college when they were going through a “phase”. (LMAO)

Haruki Murakami- People who like good music.

Ralph Waldo Emerson- People who can start a fire. (*giggle*)

Nathaniel Hawthorne- People who used to sleep so heavy that they would pee their pants.

Charles Dickens- Ninth graders who think they’re going to be authors someday but end up in marketing. (this literally made me laugh out loud because it is so effing true.

I used to get into arguments with kids in ninth grade about why they actually ever liked Dickens.He's such a douche) 

William Shakespeare- People who like bondage. (You know, I'm not sure I see the logical connection there, but it's still true lol) 

Mark Twain- Liars.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle- People who drink scotch.

Joseph Conrad- People who drink old fashioneds.

Dominick Dunne- People who get their class from Vanity Fair.

Anne Rice- People who don’t use conditioner in their hair. (What is hysterical about this is that she *was* my favorite author up until the point when I *started* using conditioner) 

Edgar Allan Poe- Men who live in their mother’s basements. Or goth seventh graders. (So true. So awfully, scarily true. It's a shame too, 'cause he's such a damn good author.) 

Michael Crichton- Doctors who went to third-tier medical schools.

John Grisham- Doctors who went to medical schools in the Dominican Republic.

Dan Brown- People who used to get lost in supermarkets when they were kids. (HAHAHAHA)

Dave Eggers- Guys who are in the third coolest frat of a private college.

Emily Giffin- Women who give their boyfriend marriage ultimatums.

Richard Russo- People whose favorite day in elementary school was “Grandparent’s Day”.

Anais Nin- Librarians. Margaret Atwood- Women whose favorite color is hunter green.

William Faulkner- People who are good at crosswords. (Or people who have an appreciation for people at a crossroads) 

Jackie Collins- Your drunk stepmother.

Nicholas Sparks- Women who are usually constipated. (That is so true. SO TRUE.) 

James Patterson- Men who score a 153 on their LSAT exam.

Sylvia Plath- Girls who keep journals (too easy).

George Orwell- Conspiracy theorists (too easy). 

Aldous Huxley- People who are bigger conspiracy theorists than Orwell fans.

Harper Lee- People who have read only one book in their life and it was To Kill A Mockingbird (and it was their assigned reading in the ninth grade). (SO EFFING TRUE I HATE THIS BOOK IT WAS SO BADLY WRITTEN) 

Nick Hornby- Guys who wear skinny jeans and the girls that love them.

Ernest Hemingway- Men who own cottages

F. Scott Fitzgerald- People who get ARM mortgages.

Vladimir Nabokov- Men who use words like ‘dubious’ and ‘tenacity’.

Friedrich Nietzsche- Sommeliers.

Bret Easton Ellis- Foo Fighters’ fans.

Hunter S Thompson- That kid in your philosophy class with the stupid tattoo.

Cormac McCarthy- Men who don’t eat cream cheese.

Thomas Aquinas- Premature ejaculators. (LOL propbably) 

Pearl S. Buck- Women whose favorite president was Harry S. Truman.

Toni Morrison- Female high-school English professors who only have an undergraduate degree. (*blink* *blink* Okay that's just scary) 

Thomas Pynchon- People who used to be fans of J.D. Salinger.

Elizabeth Gilbert- Women who liked the movie “Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood” but didn’t read the book.

Rebecca Wells- Women on the East coast who wish they were from the South. (oh please) 

Tama Janowitz- Cougars who went to an urban college in the 80s.

Alice Sebold- People who liked Gilmore Girls – even in the first season.

Michael Swanwick- Men who argue Neil Gaiman is overrated.

Terry Goodkind- People who have never been dungeons master but still play D&D.

Stephen King- 11th graders who peed their pants while watching the movie It.

H.P. Lovecraft- People who can quote the Comic Book Guy from Simpsons.

Brothers Grimm- Only children with Oedipal complexes. (NOT TRUE lol AT ALL. They're totally my favorite and it's for the fairytale aspect. I think more like "People who think they're still five") 

Lewis Carroll- People who move to Thailand after high school for the drug scene. (LOL also not true. Try girls who are "outgrowing" their social constraints) 

C.S. Lewis- Youth group leaders who picked their nose in the 4th grade. (*sigh* I wish this wasn't true on the whole lol)

Elmore Leonard- People who know how to perform a “Michigan left”.

Shel Silverstein- Girls who can’t spell “leheim”.

Douglas Adams- People who bought the first generation Amazon Kindle.

Tucker Max- Guys who haven’t convinced their girlfriends to try anal yet.

Alexis de Tocqueville- Political theory and constitutional democracy majors. (PROUD RESOUNDING YES. I've always had an affection for Alex) 

Tom Clancy- People who skipped school by hiding out in the gym.

Herman Hesse- People who own one straw chair in their house.

Phillippa Gregory- Women who have repressed their desire to go to Renaissance Festivals

Gabriel Garcia Marquez- Men who can’t lie but will instead be silent if they know you don’t want to hear the truth.

Susan Wiggs- Older women who are surprisingly loud during sex.

Nicole Krauss- Girls who intern at Nylon but end up moving back to the Midwest for their real job.

Mitch Albom- People who didn’t go to college but do well on crossword puzzles.

Stieg Larsson- Girls who are too frightened to go skydiving.

Sue Grafton- Women who have an @aol.com email address.

Seth Grahame-Smith- People who own a smart phone which requires a stylus to use it.

David Baldacci- No one. Even the police say Clancy before they’ll say Baldacci.

Michael Pollan- The girl who just turned vegan to cover up her eating disorder.

Andrew Ross Sorkin- People who refer to themselves as “playing devil’s advocate”.

O. Henry- Men who have names like Earl or Cliff and were really close with their paternal grandfather.

Virginia Woolf- Female high-school French teachers who have their master’s degree.

Michael Chabon- People who hate Ayelet Waldman.

Ray Bradbury- People who own golf head covers.

Joseph Heller- People who love buying drinks for their friends.

See also, people who cringe when they see their bar tab

David Mitchell- Women who live in any area of Brooklyn other than Park Slope, but may end up there someday and if that day comes, they will switch to Barbara Kingsolver fans.

Max Barry- People who don’t mind the color orange.

Dean Koontz- People who would never dream of owning any type of “toy” breed dog.

John Irving- People whose parents are divorced.

Richard Dawkins- People who have their significant other grab them under the table in order to shut them up whenever someone else at a dinner says something absolutely ridiculous and wrong.

Salman Rushdie- People who google image search Padma Lakshmi late at night.

Albert Camus- People who went to art school after “trying it out” at a public university.

Kurt Vonnegut- People who played Creep by Radiohead while having sex or smoking pot. (seriously, that's probably the only way you could understand what was going on in those novels lol) 

James Joyce- People who do not like John Cusack movies.

Charlaine Harris- Elementary school teacher’s aids.

Jorge Luis Borges- People who took care of their dying grandparents.

Who Am I? The creator and co-founder of Texts From Last Night and Mom’s Msgs. Judge away.

love it lol 

To be honest, I'm just praying it doesn't happen in a mucho public place, as in a restaurant, or with diamonds. The public thing is kind of fifty-fifty. Like Disney, or at a really important Patriots/Red Sox game would be ideal and obviously those are public places. But if someone proposed to me at a Patriots game, they're obviously getting a yes so it's no big deal lol I'm the kind of person who might have to say no lol and I really don't want to be the bitch that ruins everyone's night *and* humiliates my boyfriend. And if he pops diamonds on me, we're going to have to have a serious talk because by then I know I will have already explained to him my serious issue with blood diamonds and how obsessed I am with helping Africa help itself. I'm kind of hoping for like a sapphire actually with a silver band, I hate wearing gold. He def. has to get down on one knee and I really hope he talked to my parents before hand but it's not 100% necessary, though we might have to rewind and have him pretend to ask for my hand anyway just for their sake lol 

Actually come to think of it there are a lot of "perfect places" for this to happen lol The Quincy shoreline in Boston, The Boston Commons, the observation deck of the Prudential Center, Faneuil Hall, esp. at dusk when all the tree lights come on, ahhh. I think the best one would be Castle Island, like way out along the sugarbowl someplace on the jetti at dusk when there's not a lot of people around. I would freak lol I'd really prefer  not to be proposed to in L.A. or N.Y. Please lol Not even in the Adirondacks or even Lake Placid. Acadia National Park in Maine would be amazing...Bailey Island would be amazing too. I really, really don't want to be proposed to at my house during like a holiday dinner or something. Please no lol That would be so weird and I wouldn't be able to process anything, ahh. 

Who knows, maybe I'm not gunna get married. Maybe I'm just gunna be like stoic the rest of my life lol We'll seeeeee

If you could trade places with anyone in the world for one day, who would you choose and why? What if you could trade places for keeps, would you consider it?

One of those rich, aristocratic heiresses from Europe who you always see on equestrian fields and yachting in Monaco lol I'd want to look like them and have their lives, but I'd still want my soul. And if possible, my mom and puppy around too. :)

It's funny, because as against hammering down your "favorite" songs ever as I am, I do keep a list of my top ten favorite songs of all time. Of course there are a lot of my favorite songs missing, but these have all really had a serious impact on me in one way or another and I could never deny them :) Because I am too lazy for words, I'm just gunna upload a picture of the playlist rather than write it all out:

THE FANFICTION LOVE MEME

If you need links to my writing, I can easily provide them, but I can't think of anyone who I'm friends with on here who doesn't have access to my writing anyway lol

Anyways, so the rundown goes something like this:

1) You read my stuff
2) You find the pairings/lovey-dovey stuff you like the most and let me know what you think I do best, what I should continue with, etc.
3) Spread love, not hate with this one. If there's stuff you don't like, well at least try to be nice about it lol
4) Leave me a comment and as long as I have links to your writing, I'll do the same for you ^.^

<3

What are you most passionate about and why?

Oh my gosh, what a great question. Hmm, well my writing I suppose. Nothing motivates me like my stories. There's just something about all the stuff I see in my head, and how it connects to the world around me and beauty of it. I really can't see myself without my writing.

I'm also extremely passionate about my mom, my dog and my friends. I'd do anything for them. <3

Music is there, but I suppose that's with most people. Music is different from the writing in that, it's sort of more like food, water, sleep, those types of things lol It's not a pursuit or even a question. It's an assumed and integral part of my existence. Nemo, my iPod, is one of my best friends :)

I really hope everyone has things they're really and truly passionate about in their lives. There's nothing more beautiful than the basic drive of human passion, I think.

Cyber Monday is the new Black Friday. What gadgets and gizmos are you shopping online for today?

stop asking questions about Black Friday damn it lol no one cares!!

in other news....why did I give my number to that guy today?? lol fuck. he won' stop calling me. *head desk* creeper. why can't boys like Jack Dawson or Reid Garwin (dork that he is) or Shemar Moore or Steven Strait ask for my number? lol

and oh yah, I think I'm obsessed with the Fame Monster. This album gets in your head man. I have to wonder if she doesn't put some crazy shit between the sound bites to hypnotize you lol

 If you could only listen to one CD for the rest of your life, what would you choose and why?

First of all, if I could only listen to one cd for the rest of my life I would literally go crazy. As awful as it sounds I think I'd rather have no music than just the one lol however, some high ranking contenders: 

1) Mandy Moore's Wild Hope
2) August Rush OST- it's so diverse and beautiful, I would be able to have most of my favorite genres and some of the best songs ever all in one cd :)
3) A mix cd of all my favorite Kings of Leon songs spanning across three of their albums. I hardly ever get tired of listening to them 
4) Best of Hits Dance 2004- I don't think most people know of my addiction to trance/dance music lol but it exists! This is one of my favorite cds ever
5) Classic Disney Vol.'s I or II. Yes, I own all five and most of the other soundtracks in their entirety. Be jealous. 
6) Linkin Park's Hybrid Theory- one of the best albums ever released ever
7) Jessie James' self titled debut album <3
8) Envy on the Coast's Lucy Gray- this album makes little to no musical sense lol but I've acquired a taste for it 
9) Prince of Egypt OST 
10) The White Tie Affair's Walk This Way- this cd always makes me happy 
 
and it rounds off there, which is nice for my ocd lol 

I realized somewhere between last night and this morning that I spend all year waiting for October, November and December. The cold and the clear skies and the feeling of it. There's a bright and beautiful easiness about summer that makes everything seem happier. But I fit into this time of year. I'm glad it's finally here :) 

Writer's Block: Who is the most inspiring teacher you ever had and why? How often do you think about what they taught you? How has it changed your life?

1) Mrs. Paul- sophomore honors english, junior AP english, senior level creative writing. Before Mrs. Paul all of my teachers hated me, esp. the English teachers lol they didn't like that I tried to think outside of the guidelines the state had given them to teach us and they didn't like that I was cynical, sarcastic, and at times bluntly realistic in my writing. I didn't like to follow the typical plot structure, I didn't like to sugarcoat what people really felt and went through and I absolutely abhorred 'bubble' outlines lol. Mrs. Paul was the first person to take whatever potential I had and give me an outlet and really let me know that she saw something special in me with regards to writing and stuff. She encouraged me to enter contests, submit my works to magazines and periodicals and even made me one of three senior editors of the first edition of my high school's literature magazine. She was what I like to refer to as 'the spark' lol I always loved writing and story-telling, but her classes made me concentrate my skills and, more than that, believe in myself. Beyond writing, she also taught me that one can be upbeat, happy and creative and intelligent all at once. High school (and the world in general) likes to trick you into thinking that if you're artsy you can't be happy all the time or like bright colors or wear preppy clothes. If you're 'smart' you can't be as cool as the 'popular' kids and you have to sit things out or linger on the sidelines. Mrs. Paul, in all her bright, happy, sunshiney glory, taught me that I can be whatever the hell I want to be in any given moment of any given day. I'm allowed to express myself and stand out and be happy and it doesn't mean I can't be really nerdy or artsy or classy also. For that I'll love her for the rest of my life. 


2. Mrs. Bonnick. Where to begin? lol I had her for Senior AP English and Speech and honestly, I learned so much from this woman. I wouldn't have done half as well as I did in her class if I hadn't gone through the warm up of Mrs. Paul's classes (she was actually a former student of Mrs. Bonnick, so she knew the drill lol), however Mrs. Bonnick herself had a lot to do with it as well. That was the first time I ever did absolutely everything asked of me in a class. Every word of reading, every extra credit assignment, every suggestion, every anything, I took advantage of it and I learned so much by doing so. She built and honed what had been 'sparked' by Mrs. Paul and gave me so many opportunities that I'll never forget. The New York City trip, my second trip to the Young Author's conference, encouraging me to audition to speak at graduation (which I never would have done if she hadn't told me she really thought I had a chance and wanted to see what I could come up with), but most of all I think, letting me know that if I didn't rest on my laurels, that if I just tried, I really had the potential to go places. It's one thing to  hear it from your mom, it's another to hear it from people who really have no emotional obligation to you at all. Most people know Mrs. Bonnick as the hardest teacher at Seabreeze, and it's true, her class isn't for the light of heart lol but I feel so thankful that I was able to have her in my life because it has made me a harder worker, a better writer, a more confident public speaker. I hold myself to a higher standard because of her and I take pride in that. 

I miss both of these women every day of my life, even now almost three years since I've seen either one of them. It goes so much further than just what they taught me through assignments and projects, these people made me feel appreciated and understood and let me know that in their classrooms I had a place to turn to if I needed one. Every time I sit down at the computer, the things they taught me stick with me and influence my writing. Every time I fill out an application or submit things for scholarships I think of them and I know that in all that I accomplish, there are elements of what I learned from them still shining through. And I have a feeling that for the rest of my life, it's going to be like that and I'm so grateful that it is. 

Writer's Block: Do you think men or women are more likely to cheat if they know they won't get caught? Do you believe in marriage?

Women before marriage, men after. It's the commitment that scares men, it's only monotony that scares women. But then...I suppose I'm rather biased, aren't I? 

Sorry I don't ever put these under cuts guys, I really suck at them and they never work for me :/ For Meg!! <3

 Chapter Three: Hot Water

For Meg-Muffin! 
 
Chapter Two: Found

note: this is just me messing around, who knows if it will actually continue as we all know I have issues with story commitment lol but if I do say so myself...it's not bad. if you like Narnia stuff at all you might dig it. especially if you're name is Megan Kelsay lol :P

Chapter One: Distraction 

stolen from my girl, nicki_cee

Post a picture(any pic, but like, nothing too out there) and I'll write a drabble about said picture. Although, really, it could be less than a drabble, or longer; no guarantees. But I'll attempt to write something, at least :) I do ask that you try not to hand me like...gay porn or LOL cats pictures lol fandom stuff is fine, as long as I actually participate in that fandom. Much love, can't wait to see what everyone comes up with :D

Also. watched this really cool segment on the Celtic presence in ancient Gaul before they were rounded up and squashed by the Romans. *sigh* Made me adore my ancestry even more :)

Because Writer's Block won't let me post using it's little box: If you ran the fortune cookie factory, what message would you make sure gets put in a cookie?

1) A sunrise has no stage fright 

2) Sex is not a sin

3) Tom Brady > Your QB 

4) Expensive does not equal beautiful, classy or respectable

5) Love the mess

6) Turn you music up a little louder today 

7) Desserts! 

8) Find something to believe in 

9) Make a love list

10) Take more pictures, you'll never get those moments back

11) Why? 

12) Burn the fire

13) Don't settle. Ever. 

14) What you want is less than what you could wish for 

15) Poets can watch a fire for more than ten minutes ;) 

16) Humans are shallow by nature. So what? 

I'm sure I could keep going lol 

 Just finished decorating my new room at the condo. Well, as done as I'm going to get tonight. I'm WIPED lol. Loooong day. Everything's pretty much done, I just have two more posters to put up (I still don't know how I'm going to stick the Boston Three Party above my closet. Even standing on my desk chair, I'm still pretty short...but rest assured, it WILL happen lol) and some stuff to take out to the dumpster that I really don't know how to find but am sure I will eventually. It'll be an adventure. I'm so happy :D Probably because decorating new spaces is kind of my thing, and also probably because I watched the Pats win all three superbowls while doing so lol I can't wait to see what they do this season. Having Tom back is going to make my year. It's been almost two years since I watched him throw a pass and I can already feel the old energy back. There are no other words for it, it's the best :) 

It's really nice to be back in control of all my time again. I love my family to death (You'd be hard pressed to find anyone, let alone someone my age, who gives as much time to their family as I do and enjoys most of it) but I'm a very independent person and I need the space to get things done. When I'm at home I don't do anything lol Maybe I just like reverting back to the 'kid' role as opposed to acting like an adult. Maybe my parents pretty much make it impossible to be an adult when I'm around them because they treat me like a five year old (only because they love me so much). I dunno, whatever it is, I know I do much better on my own. I really miss my dog though :( Bailey, sissy loves you! lol 

Sooo, I'm gunna post my 7 (or more...) wonders of the modern world separately from the writer's block thing 'cause lately it won't let me post my entries :( I would however like to preface this by noting that the real wonders of the world are natural and we should stop to take time and appreciate them everyday. 

1) The Internet

2) Cars/public transportation/airplanes- all of these things blow my mind on a daily basis

3) The Taj Mahal- it's not even a palace. It's a burial crypt. For ONE man. Yah. 

4) The Gutenburg Printing Press. Let the masses never again fear for being oppressed through lack of knowledge. Well, until the Reagan administration and FOX News anyway lol 

5) The Hubble space station

6) Fenway Park :P duh

7) iPods and iTunes. Nothing short of revolutionary

8) Roman Aqueducts. Dude seriously, the beginning of modern civilization, right there. 

and now, for sleep! Maybe... lol 

 I know I just did a dream post yesterday but I've been thinking about this all day, so I just have to mind vomit. 

Think Tudor England (probably from overdosing on the Tudors when Liv was here). I was in love with the Duke of Suffolk, Charles Brandon (which makes sense in a lot of 'long story' ways lol) and everyone sort of knew we were madly in love with one another but for some reason the King had been refusing to grant us permission to marry. I'm not sure why, I know I was of noble ranking enough to marry him, so maybe it was just something political with our families, I dunno. I just remember him coming to my house and I met him in the gardens and I was wearing this really beautiful red dress that was period. I was so happy to see him and then he told me that the King had finally granted us permission to marry and we both freaked out lol He picked me up and twirled me around. I was so happy, I can't even bring myself to feel that happy in real life, it was weird (in a good way, obviously). 

And then, I'm like hiking through the forrest with my cousin, Liv and a whole class of other kids. I think I was in HS, I dunno, but it was def. present day. We were on this like walking tour of Tudor England. We had to walk up a hill and it was really hard because the hill was extremely steep and the grass was slippery. When we finally got to the castle at the top of the hill there was like all this stuff from the Tudor time period and there was like a tour guide kind of woman explaining everything to us. It was all really cool but I felt like I knew everything she was saying and I was kind of bored, like I'd lived through it in a past life or something. Again, freakin weird lol. Then I was talking in like rapid French with my cousin (which we do in real life anyway) but I was telling her how it was funny because Charles Brandon was always really good at other languages, especially French. So, she was like how do you know that? And I was like you know, I'm really not sure, I just feel like I do. 

And then suddenly, I'm back in Tudor England only my parents are there and I guess I was gone for a while so Charles was forced to look for a different wife and I just happen to arrive on the day of his wedding :/ I was soooo upset. I had to run around looking for something to wear but the only dresses I seemed to have were either ugly or white. The white ones were gorgeous and I wanted so badly to wear them, but I obviously couldn't show up to his wedding (especially as his ex-fiancee) in white, unless I wanted to start like a feud between his fiancee's family and mine. I remember talking to him later and we were both really upset about everything that had happened (I'm still not sure why I was gone, I guess it was sort of like a Narnia thing where I could skip between dimensions? lol) and still deeply loved one another, but it just couldn't be... :( 

But that garden scene stayed with me, where he whispered in my ear that we were going to finally be allowed to get married. It was so sweet *dreamy sigh*