November 25, 2009

I Just Got Finished Watching 'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince'

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or Edward Cullen. Or anything else.


“I know what you are.”

“Say it.”

Harry gulped, Cedric standing behind him so close was tantalizing.

“Say it,” Cedric growled, his velvety voice drifting through Harry’s skull, leaving
him full of hot desire.

“You’re a vampire.” Harry said to the forest, feeling Cedric’s cool skin pressed up against his back.

“Are you afraid?” Cedric asked, his voice lilting.

“No.”

“You should be.” Harry looked down, hearing Cedric’s words but not really registering them. He never would be afraid of Cedric, he would never hurt him.

“Cedric, I-” Harry began, but was cut off.

“Don’t!” Cedric shouted. “That’s not my name anymore. I am Edward Cullen. Hear me? Edward Cullen!”

Another [crappy] Poem

If Life were a dream,
It would seem like such a blaspheme,
Like always swimming upstream,
And always floating downstream,
In the earth's immeasurable scheme.
We can see a gleam,
But it is a bloodstream,
O forever supreme.
And is that a sunbeam,
Hiding behind this horrible theme?
O it may beseem,
That life is just a dream.

November 23, 2009

Some Really Short Notes About Writing

I really need to get my rear in gear and whip out some writing. I've been slacking way too much for the last, say, three months. Lately, I dunno, I just haven't been in the mood for writing. It's odd, since thats like, my passion. My only passion. But it's thanksgiving break now, so my goal is to update every one of my stories before the break is over. As I only have about three up right now that shouldn't be too difficult.

On a seperate note, I also want to start writing more . . . Mature novels. Not like explicit X rated crap, but like books with real meaning. I'll still stick with fantasy prolly, maybe just add some more . . . I don't really know what to call it. More something. It's not like it's all that hard even, it just requires me to think. I don't like to have to think all that much.

Which, now I come to think of it, is probably why I've been so late in my updating. My most important story has reached that dreadful stage where it transitions from the beginning to the middle, forcing me to think about what is to come next. One story I've simply lost interest in, and the other I have no excuse for ignoring.

Ehh. Bleh.

November 17, 2009

ADD diagnoses is ODD

Imagine with me for a second that you have a kid, a little girl. She's in 1st grade, and is having trouble learning to read properly and write her letters/numbers correctly. She has a first year teacher fresh out of school herself, maybe in her mid twenties.


So said teacher calls you in and has a conference. She starts out sweet, pointing out all your child's pros, like her 'sparkling' personality, but avoids anything negative. Halfway through the conference with about ten minutes left she launches into a long, technical description of your child that you cant understand. You question her further and she mumbles something about how your child may have a disorder. You decide to flat out ask her what in the name of Moses she is talking about and she tells you your child has ADHD.

ADHD? What? Attention Deficite Hyperactive Disorder, that's what. So you take your little bundle of joy to a doctor, who reads over the teachers notes and gives you some meds costing you a heavy amount of green, all with a bored I-don't-give-a-shit expression.

Your darling baby girl turns into a zombie. First they give her something to calm her down. Then she's too still so they give her something to hyp her up,  then of course her energy level skyrockets and she needs something else to calm her down. After twenty-something trials and a seriously drugged out kid you and the pleasant doctors find the right dose of everything. By that time your kid is on eight different drugs.

And the problem persists.

You take her back to the doctor, and they decide to take her off everything and conduct a few tests. They do that, and after a week in the hospital, ten thousand dollars, and a year of utter stress, you get the test results back. Your kid is bipolar.

This is a true story . . . Well, maybe it wasn't a girl in first grade, but it did happen to a family.

My Point: ADD and similar disorders are apparent, I wont deny it, but they are MINOR problems. Something like 50% of children in the U.S. have been told they may have ADD, ADHD, or some other mental problem, probably more. I was told I had ADHD way back in 5th grade because I talked with the other children too much and fiddled with my pens, papers, etcetera. My sister, whose in 1st grade now was recently told she had ADD because she doesn't pay attention. I have many, many freinds with similair stories... and no, none of us - including myself - are on any sort of sedatives.

Her teacher is a demoted middle school teacher that is probably bitter. My sister comes home almost everyday with stories about how she yells and otherwise punishes the students. Christ, she cant even teach her kids to write their numbers properly! Teachers are paid to teach, not to recomend various drugs for their students.

"If left untreated, the persistent and pervasive effects of ADHD symptoms can insidiously and severely interfere with one's ability to get the most out of education, fulfill one's potential in the workplace, establish and maintain interpersonal relationships, and maintain a generally positive sense of self."

 But don't listen to me. Decide for youself, it's better that way anyhow.