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Things that make me happy

1. Chocolate!

2. Boys!

3. Sex...

4. Cybersex!

5. Anime 

6. Comics

7. Marvel movies

8. Reading random articles online

9. Anticipation

10. Martial arts

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Tumblr Therapy #1

Okay, so I’ve always had low self-esteem since I started school; I would often get picked on by other students for being too weird. One of the things I was picked on was for believing in tarot cards and astrology in middle school. When I met Felix*, a very attractive male student who also believed in tarot cards, my heart skipped a beat. However, Felix liked my “lesbian” best friend better, and the two had sex during my freshman year of high school. When I found out, I was in hysterics. How could my best friend do this to me? When Felix graduated, I never really got a sense of closure with him. Sure, we did sexual stuff, but I wanted more, and I never got it, so I tried to fill the void with similar guys, but to no avail. That is, until I met Alistair. Alistair was a fire-eating gypsy living in Virginia, and I fell completely in lust with him during my senior year of high school. However, Alistair was a pretty shady guy, so I would constantly be blocking and unblocking him on social media because I still liked him, even though I knew he was bad for me. After about a year, he got fed up with it and blocked me on all social media platforms. Around that same time, I met Lucas*, a dom who wanted me for nothing other than sex; however, I was willing to be his submissive because I just wanted to fill the void that Tristan had left me with, and I just wanted a sense of belonging. Is that too much to ask for?

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I <3 Gwen Stefani

I have been a fan of Gwen’s since I was 9 years old, when she released her 1st solo album. From that point on, I discovered her old works from when she was in No Doubt, and I’ve been hooked ever since. We love you, Gwen! Don’t listen to what others say about you being a sell-out!

http://www.gwenstefani.com/

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How I feel when I come up with a new idea, but someone else popularizes it before me

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Made this myself. Thought you might like it.

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What it was really like to go to a special needs school

When I was in middle and high school, I went to a special needs private school, and am currently in the process of writing a web series (unoriginally) called “Special” based on my experiences already (Go Lancers!). But, here are some spoilers... 5. The nerds are the popular kids Whenever you see a high school movie, chances are that the popular kids are the cheerleaders and jocks who would often pick on the nerds. However, at my high school, being "normal" was deemed a status symbol, and the more intelligent you appeared, the more "normal," and therefore popular, you were deemed. Strange, considering the whole mad scientist stereotype. Speaking of which, most of the people in the Honors Program were essentially clones of Sheldon Cooper from The Big Bang Theory-- and believe me, a lot of the funny moments at my high school seemed more like episodes from the famous sitcom than reality. For instance, one guy in my homeroom made an analogy between the abortion issue and toast, while my school's equivalent of the captain of the football team (aka the most intimidatingly popular guy in school) claimed that the plastic Day of the Dead Skeleton my Spanish teacher brought in to class could not be named Maria like I suggested because it didn't have "child-bearing hips, and therefore could not be female." Sadly, many of the Honors students would make fun of the majority of the student population, which was, well, far more learning disabled (I was hesitant to use the word "retarded" because the term was banned from my school altogether, even though the Honors students sometimes used it anyways to describe the lower-functioning students). Ironically, these students were my school's equivalent of the nerds from the high school movies. Although I was in the Honors Program, which at my high school was like making the football team or cheerleading squad, I was pretty much my school's equivalent of the girl at the bottom of the literal cheerleading pyramid--my intelligence was often overshadowed by my teenaged boy-craziness, thus making me less popular (being boy-crazy was deemed as "selling out to men" by the staff). Speaking of which... 4. Almost Everyone's a Fundamental Liberal (Especially the Teachers) Remember me mentioning my boy-craziness in the previous paragraph? Well, the majority of the teachers (especially the female ones) were extreme sex-negative feminists--in other words, having too much sex or even being boy-crazy was deemed as being slutty and selling out to men. Needless to say, I was excessively slut-shamed throughout my school years, despite the fact that I didn't even lose my virginity until after I graduated. The guys weren't safe from it either; in fact, one so-called "pervert" was so traumatized by his Feminazi homeroom teacher that he couldn't even hear her last name out of context without breaking into tears. On top of it all, the only sex-positive teacher at my high school was arrested for pedophilia. This might all sound like it came from a fundamental Christian school, but in fact, everyone was the "opposite:" fundamental Atheists (anything fundamental isn't good in my dictionary). Being one of the few people on campus who openly believed in God, I would often bring my tarot cards to school (ha! You probably thought I was a Christian :P), which I was also bullied for more often than not, due to one of my school's philosophies, "science is always right." My boy-craziness and my spirituality merged together when I met the new guy at school, who was pretty much bullied for the same exact things as me by both students and staff. Needless to say, I fell in love, which opens this whole other can of worms about how the guy was a jerk who sent me mixed signals and had sex with my "lesbian" best friend, and the lack of closure in our relationship caused by one of the fundamentally liberal teachers led to me having an addiction to toxic guys to fill the void that this guy left me with. Speaking of new kids... 3. If you were the new kid, you were automatically popular (especially if you were female) Special needs kids are technically a minority, so my school was extremely small--there were no more than 12-14 kids per classroom, and each graduating class consisted of roughly 24 students. Since my school catered specifically to those on the autism spectrum, there were even fewer girls than guys at my school, as males are four times more likely to be diagnosed with autism than females. This lead to any new girl being seen as an object of desire. When I started going to this school in the 6th grade, guys would often talk behind my back about how hot I was, and the majority didn't reveal their true feelings to me until after they graduated (remember the whole slut-shaming thing?) When a prettier girl, whom I'll call "Dakota" for now, started attending the school a few years after I entered, I felt the same way Madonna probably felt when Britney Spears became popular. In other words, I was deemed old and worthless. On top of it all, she appeared more "normal" than I did (remember when I talked about being "normal" being a status symbol at my school?), and I was metaphorically cut from the cheerleading squad because of it. I wasn't even the bottom girl on the pyramid anymore! However, the experience did prompt me to write a song about it, unoriginally called "The New Girl" (I actually wrote the song before the show came out, so absolutely no relationship to Zooey Deschanel here). In contrast... 2. The staff members almost never stayed for more than a few years One of my friends from high school joked that the on-campus therapists (remember, I went to a special needs school) would often get pregnant, and then never return to the campus again. This was sadly somewhat true, and not only with the therapists--there would be times when I would develop a close bond with a teacher, only to see them quit their job just a few years later. Yes, I know teenagers, especially those with special needs, can be difficult to handle, but aren't all teachers? Now that I'm in college, most of my friends went to public school, and I've heard stories from them about teachers who had been working there since the 1980s! The teacher who worked longest at my school worked there for about ten years, and he was also the one who got arrested for pedophilia! But above all... 1. There was never a dull moment The one thing I missed about going to a special-needs school was, well, that the students had special needs, and were therefore different from the majority of teenagers. For the most part, this was a good thing--no one really did drugs on campus except for a few people, and I never heard of any teen pregnancies on campus (apparently, the staff really did scare the students into thinking sex was bad). But most importantly, there was always a funny story to share after school. I used to think that all schools had their funny stories, but it turns out, I was wrong--when I asked my friends who went to public school if they had any funny high school stories, the answer was almost unanimously "no." Apparently, high school isn't supposed to be entertaining. 

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Screenwriting in a nutshell

1. Decide on a theme (it can be abstract, but doesn’t have to be).

2. Develop characters, plot, and setting based on theme.

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This book on graphic design is not really my cup of tea, as I prefer my advice being detailed but simple to understand and to the point. However, I do love the quality of advice Jim Krause gives, and of course, the way it’s presented visually (obviously, he’s a graphic designer). I give this book a 6 out 10 stars. 

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Hey you guys! I was recently going through my stuff, and found a copy of the Storymatic in bedroom. Basically, it is a mix-and match writing prompt generator that you can potentially win for free! All you have to do is follow my blog, and you will be entered in the drawing to be held on July 8th, 2015.