tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19686703443879335302024-02-20T05:08:12.871-08:00a coat of paper feathersViolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08731018908034891209noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1968670344387933530.post-72859153091640938502013-05-01T08:54:00.000-07:002013-05-01T08:54:01.949-07:00100 bobby pins<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Violahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08731018908034891209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1968670344387933530.post-42721953672218107052013-04-30T16:03:00.003-07:002013-04-30T16:03:44.990-07:00May and my cats<div dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid--7e868bc-5c70-47df-6f96-caa740f2523c" style="line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
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today is the last day of April. It’s weird to think that tomorrow, of
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is perhaps my favorite month. It is hot enough that I can go outside in
shorts and no one will question it, but it isn’t so hot that the sun
bakes your skin clean through to the bone, making your blood boil (or,
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all the flowers are blooming or will soon be blooming. May is the month
where the snow storms and freezing nights end. Where cakes are baked
with frilly designs in the local bakery, the displays flourishing to
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">One thing that I love to do is to lay a quilt over the fresh green grass in our fron<span style="font-size: small;">t yard and take to writing on a notebook, scribbling away at different worlds<span style="font-size: small;"> and characters. There is somet<span style="font-size: small;">hing <span style="font-size: small;">comfortable about hammering out other people's lives and not your own, but I'm not sure <span style="font-size: small;">quite what it is. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">This after<span style="font-size: small;">noon I went outside and sat under the shade of our big maple tree and watched as my two cats, Ollie and <span style="font-size: small;">Peaches, slept in the grass a few feet away in a big jumble. Sometimes they'd get up and play with each other, and then settle back down again. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ollie and Peaches are both litter mates; Ollie is creme colored and has long, smooth hair<span style="font-size: small;">. He prefers to act like a huge ragdoll when you hold him. Because I don't own a camera, he looks about like this:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Peaches is a little less beautiful, and also friendly. She is a short-haired tabby cat. She likes to sun herself in my bedroom window on the dresser, and so I keep a cat bed for her there. She got her name <span style="font-size: small;">from when she was a kitten: when my little sister was <span style="font-size: small;">left her oa<span style="font-size: small;">tmeal out on the table one time, she returned about a half-hour later to find that the cat was lapping the cream out of the bowl! Because cream <span style="font-size: small;">didn't suit her very well (she has a temperament like s<span style="font-size: small;">andpaper), we decided to call her Peaches.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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[I have decided that a blog post every week day is better for my schedule] </div>
Violahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08731018908034891209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1968670344387933530.post-6141432279714191672013-04-27T13:16:00.003-07:002013-04-27T13:16:46.742-07:00Peter Pan<div style="text-align: justify;">
Growing up, I was never a fan of <i>Peter Pan</i>. It may have been because for one, I didn't understand kisses, and for twice, to this day I hate anything pirate. </div>
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However, I thought it was cute how he didn't want to grow up, and avoided it so thoroughly he moved to a magical island full of Indians and mermaids and whatnot--it was a good escape for my child mind. </div>
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<i>Peter Pan </i>is mentioned a lot in my household. My sister adore him and his green tights, and will continuously watch it on repeat. If I thought about it long enough, I think I could probably write down the entire movie script down on paper. Yeah, that's how much I know the lines. </div>
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I don't remember much of my childhood; it's like looking through a sheet of wobbly plastic when I try and recall facts. Most of the stuff I have is from my parents. Sometimes when I'm at home, sitting on the sofa my mom will tell me things about when I was six or seven. </div>
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One of the things I do remember is that I loved every Disney movie except for <i>Peter Pan</i>. <i>Cinderella </i>and <i>Beauty and the Beast</i> were on constant repeat at my house. I could sing the songs, warbling like a swallow--but when people brought up that mythical Neverland, my throat closed up and I didn't want to talk about it, suddenly. </div>
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I grew up more, and suddenly I was wishing for the days when I didn't have to worry about more than turning in my homework on time. I read the actual book Peter Pan, and then some of the other series of fan fiction--<i>Peter and the Starcatchers</i>, by far, is my favorite. I love it more than the actual series from which it was built. </div>
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Now, I don't hate Peter Pan. I wish that as I child I could have loved him more. Whenever I finally save up and go to Disney World, I will definitely be in line to go and meet him.</div>
Violahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08731018908034891209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1968670344387933530.post-53546540727477424562013-04-25T08:30:00.002-07:002013-04-25T08:30:55.992-07:00Spirited away<div style="text-align: center;">
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I went to camp a few months ago, in the autumn. I met this girl who had a pack of <i>Spirited Away</i> playing cards, with characters like Yubaba and Chihiro on the backs and such. </div>
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For those of you who don't know, <i>Spirited Away</i> is an anime movie about a little girl named Chihiro, whose family is moving to a new city. They get lost on the way to their new house and Chihiro and her parents get separated in another dimension. Chihiro, wanting to save her parents, starts working at an ancient bath house for weary spirits, and meets several interesting characters.</div>
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That is the best I can describe it. The movie is just so weird, and surprising and magical, and you have to see it for yourself to truly experience it. </div>
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Anyway, this girl at camp had <i>Spirited Away</i> playing cards. </div>
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I flipped them around for quite some time, just admiring them. I chatted with her for about thirty minutes about the movie, and about other movies that had been made by the same director (his name is Hayao Miyazaki). </div>
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I'd never met a fan like me in the wild before. Makes me wonder how many other I walk past on the streets share the same interests as me. </div>
Violahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08731018908034891209noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1968670344387933530.post-80087274223314415812013-04-24T14:51:00.002-07:002013-04-25T08:32:36.069-07:00A beginning blog post<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hi.</div>
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So this is a blog. How many I've started beforehand, how much I've always wanted to write in something like, this, planning out different blog posts in my head as I mull about the house, scrubbing dishes, trying on old hats...</div>
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I'm Viola, obviously. Hi.</div>
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I'm a writer.</div>
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I'm obsessed with Disney films--especially <i>Tangled</i>, which holds a place in my cold heart and thaws me inside, making me feel warm and fuzzy. It's so cool, what people can make you feel.</div>
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I paint my fingernails new colors nearly everyday; usually they are blue or pink, but sometimes a nice rich purple or orange. They always chip after a couple of hours (also, I chew my nails and so they paint usually finds its way in layers into my trash bin). </div>
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I thought I would share with you a few photos:</div>
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I will be posting every day. If I miss a day, don't freak out; simply yell at me in the comments, if you so choose. The topics I will blog about will be short, no doubt, feathery, and long-winded. I don't care much how long the posts will run. Some will be as long as death, and some might be even a few sentences. </div>
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<i>*Photos were found on a magical website called WeHeartIt.</i></div>
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